Devotion

Rolling on this boat there's no devotion for the rotation Take control don't let this boat take over your emotion No (Ohh) I don't like class for the rap or the hoes who will clap Without knowing the flows of the stacked I devote my emotion attached to the roll And I roll to the show to attack (Ayy) Re-up the mass Make that shit that don't pass Hand over the cash Feet stand over the pack (Ayy) Man crying like a little bitch like a Morty If I can't afford it, I be like rich on a little forty Living to flow, until I've written the story (Hmm, yeah) Re-up the mass Make the shit that don't pass We up, we don't need to get to class He up, he don't see a get up fast Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often I'm working on my options I'm working on my options Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often I'm working on my options Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often I'm working on my options Rolling on this boat there's no devotion for the rotation Take control don't let this boat take over your emotion No (Ohh) Walking on way (Talking 'cause often) Walking on way (I'm working on my options) No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often I'm working on my options I'm working on my options Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often Walking, flossing, no talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often No talking 'cause often I'm working on my options Walking on way (Talking 'cause often) Walking on way (I'm working on my options) Walking on way (Talking 'cause often) Walking on way (I'm working on my options)