Adhesive

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, hold up Kiss me, love (kiss me) Oh stay, please girl Kiss me, love (kiss me) Oh stay, please girl (uh) Lord, let me get my cash right I'm tryna fly, still tired from last night Putting that work in to all of my earthlings When them haters actin' up, gotta give 'em that act right Back up on the scene with some flame shit Different 'cause these niggas all be comin' with the same shit I don't play, this here has never been a game, bitch I'm gonna leave with the same niggas I came with I ain't phased by competition Flame the competition These niggas can't hang, get banged by composition Any given Sunday, I'm the cherry on top that stop that I be on the crown like a top hat Word to your taper Nerds on the caper Jerks, I don' fell and ate dirt with more flavor Everybody know that Jet's a legend in training Everything gravy, all biscuit, no bacon I been so lost, now I'm on point Don't mimic my gimmick, work on finding your own voice Mixin' your own sauce, being your own boss 'Cause life's a frisbee, so I be throwed off These niggas always tellin' me how hip-hop died out Same time I'm flying, tryna get my rhymes out Tryna spread love, what I'm sayin' is so real Tired of seeing Graham Dukes payin' her own bills I gotta floss, God, never get off job Working through every seasoning done made me the sauce god Droppin' that A+, and I don't say much But if they hatin' it's only 'cause them niggas ain't us It's Jetson