Digital Motown (feat. J. Davey)

When you're given Sunday to Monday

The ghetto lights flash like we dere pon the runway

The underground king, yeah do the the bon way

I pimp so you can see how you can do one day

What do you want, the phantom or a Hyundai?

Honk your horn (Beep, beep) chill with the gun play

The ghetto yute sufferein', they needin' a fun day

I'm bleedin' to see you succeedin' one day, me say

Turn us up on the radio

They say they want that je ne sais quoi

Well, mine, we keep go

We comin' through high definition on your stereo

Takin' you higher than your supplier with a bag of dro

My people singin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They crushin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They smokin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la

La, la, la, la, la

Easy it is not to be me

But I'ma pay the high price so I can be free

But of a high, bye, doesn't define me

I like rum with a twist of a lime and a lychee

That's how the ting go, some of them like me

And some of them will try anything to hype me

And never fall for the yes, man on a pipe dream

'Cause when you on your face none of them will be seen

The whole scene is nothin' but obscene

Fiends who use green tryin' to get you on their team

The way I was at sixteen

Has never gone away, everyday is a new ting

Ayo, let me leave y'all with one ting

A man is not a man if he nah stand up for someting

I stand firm, you and I see me and I run tings

I run tings

With the propaganda they pumpin'

You know

Turn us up on the radio

They say they want that je ne sais quoi

Well, mine, we keep go

We comin' through high definition on your stereo

Takin' you higher than your supplier with a bag of dro

My people singin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They crushin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They smokin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la

La, la, la, la, la

Ayo

And we given Sunday to Monday

The ghetto lights flash like we dere pon the runway

The underground king, yeah do the the bon way

I pimp so you can see how you can do one day

What do you want, the phantom or a Hyundai?

Honk your horn (Beep, be-de, beep, beep) chill with the gun play

Ghetto yute sufferin', they needin' a fun day

I'm bleedin' to see you succeedin' one day, me say

Turn us up on the radio

They say they want that je ne sais quoi

Well, mine, we keep go

We comin' through high definition on your stereo

Takin' you higher than your supplier with a bag of dro

My people singin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They crushin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They smokin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la

La, la, my people singin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They crushin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

They smokin' la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la

La, la, la, la, la