big dreams and hurt feelings
i put the weight on my shoulders where other bitches slack
who else you know can breath life into a murdered track?
i done see what y'all can do
like the old mixed with the new
we can take it back to the days of the cadillac
jumps out and handle that
heat melts your candle wax
ms. jade's the fucking champ
play the low and kill you softly like roberta flack
and then they mad 'cause i'm stating facts
and then they hate when i cop the cat
that old nursery rhyming this shit ain't about that
my flow i mix between one-eighty proof and six packs
see if you could get back
before you jump best know exactly who you getting at
watch the people call my name
watch the people call my name
watch the people call my name
watch the people call my name
this thing is real you could play it back