Cry

I can shut down a verse or a chorus (Chorus) I done spent the whole summer time trappin' out You know I got so much love for my roses Soul for the Drillers, next time you catch me to the florist (One) All I ever wanted was some progress Everything above and beyond is a bonus I had armed jakes spinnin' out my ride for some clothes Now they gotta watch everybody toast us Yo, it's a celebration, young black brothers being celebrated Elevation, no more separation Far to plan, plan to throw, it's a preparation Got a thirst in the trap with no Get the ammunition for myself, preservation And made the block lit, it's a delegation For my brothers, not Jonas Now it's 5-0 if on the tour bus