Alex Wiley - Servin' It (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Alex Wiley] The whole world's turning backwards As I burn my Backwoods Still never turned a ta**el Can't die till I earn a statue No, No I feel like smoking doja I always feel like smoking doja I never seem to have a lighter though Aw man f** it then Light the stove up Consistently I'm willing to do Like Mr. T I pity the fool that mentions me Fixing the price This sh** too sweet The listen is nice (?) It's meant to be Y'all waiting on my sh** like Christmas Eve I realign everything mentally And everything I put receives censory I'm counting up Every single blessing He sent for me So we... [Bridge: Alex Wiley] Serving it, serving it, serving it We just keep serving it, serving it, serving it (x4) [Verse 2: Low Gravity] Can't slow me down Foot duct taped to the gas Move straight to the cash Move base of the weed Eight days of the week Make way for the G's Imma pray for the rejects Been a G since my C-Section See keys in my reflection Keep trees in my jeans QP's it's a reflex son Caught a case like a reception but it's all good I'm back with the pack again Matte black (?) Loose with the lingo Goose and the gringo Move like a king on acid, damn Sleep when I'm not serving Got word of the cops, on my block swerving Sold all the dope that I copped perfect And a hearse if I'm not serving that means we [Bridge: Alex Wiley] PLACEHOLDER 2:08