The Avenue

I can't lie about the fact I'm so P.A. You couldn't even order that style off of ebay Shouts out to DK, he got me on replay Every damn weekend and weekday I'm trying to get that cheese like a motherfucking cheese cake I'm trying to get more cheese than Philly cheesesteaks And rap is my sport homie, no EA And you know I murder every track I'm on you can call me D-Day Weed is a need so I don't grow an ego Ice and some A&W with a bit of C-Mo I want to see mo', C-notes in my BMO I'm always trying to score I should change my name to Gino And I'm on a marathon no Boston Came from nothing but the pots and Pots and pans in the boxes Now its bands in the boxes, Im grinding call me Eric Koston Yeah I'm back on the avenue like the boy never left Yeah I'm back on the avenue and I just woke up this afternoon, aye Yeah I'm back on the avenue like the boy never left Yeah I'm back on the avenue just popped a vitamin, yabadabadoo Yeah I got flow, AC Slater My homie roll the blunts, he should be a baker I'm something like a young Jaromir Jagr with two shots of Jager I'm about to blow the breakers And the moon coming out say ou voir to the sun Say hello to the pretty girl with rings in her tongue She likes her hair better when it's up in a bun But we're about to go dumb for the fact that we're young So what you mixing up, up in your strong sprite And when you heading home, do you giver like all night? Oh this is your house that we at on Albright Making flippy cups, flip shit like Sean White And I remember, sliding down Ipsco Three-double-two-five-six was the zip code I drive fast while I sip slow, I leave soon Gotta make my dough flip like a flip phone Yeah I'm back on the avenue like the boy never left Yeah I'm back on the avenue and I just woke up this afternoon, aye Yeah I'm back on the avenue like the boy never left Yeah I'm back on the avenue just popped a vitamin, yabadabadoo