BJ The Chicago Kid - Of All Time lyrics

[Dom Speaks] Things finally looking up, Girls finally getting down When hoes around slows you down Yea [Verse 1: Dom Kennedy] It's either be on my team, or you'll probably lose The day you shut down my city n***a I'll probably moved I feel like I'm the only n***a poppin and that's probably true Poly set the screen, I'm just waitin on my alley oop My girl is sweeter than berrys, Halle too I might get her a couple rings if she Audi cool AA'in it's hard to stay patient, when you hear that M5 And the n***a paid Franklin's Hollywood sign, my little n***as stay adjacent It's money in the air like somebody sprayed a fragrance What success sound like when you dressed down nice Damn... Everything I do in the West sound right This feel like Nike when they just found Mike Or them black and white commercials when they just found Spike Then them Porsches in a circle getting spint round twice I ain't makin money off music? Then what this sound like n***a? [Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] Ya'll do ya'll dog and I'mma do me And in the end trust me we gone see The real one that's destined to be The Coldest n***a Of All Time Who are you dog compared to me? You the States I'm over seas C.N.O.A.T, Coldest n***a Of All Time [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] Black candle, Black lighter, Black Roses I'm showing n***as the way I'm like the black Moses For South Central, LA this like the Black Opis King of 8th n***a get ya Google Maps open LA's finest pull me over with they whack slogan Impound my sh** if you want, I'll be back rollin A week later I'm at the lot with a stack, Hold It! sh** I got a generation on my back (Go in) For loose listeners I don't want to petition ya Hand over my heart if you f** with me unconditional Fortune 500 Dom on my Mom It's like Iraq in this sh**, tell Flex drop the bomb Number one with a bullet, bet I knock it off Best n***a in LA if I'm never not involved I be aimin for the heavens I ain't never shot at blogs Why you scared to speak to me? I ain't never got at ya'll. Hah [Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] [Verse 3: Dom Kennedy] Fear em, soon as you hear em Upon my arrival the real n***as cheer em Black Mac Book, keep my business in line I think a Jesus Piece might keep my Spirit Divine But I read a pa**age to keep my lyrics in line I ain't reached the ma**es but still I feel I've been tryin (Naw) sh** at least I feel I can grind Million dollar deal, at least I will when I sign (HA) You spent a DEM on your cloths Buyin Louis belts I can see em off a show f** Video hoes, I done seen em when they broke Tryin to get a date I done seen all in they throat [Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid] [Verse 4: BJ The Chicago Kid] Even in the summer four key stunner (Coldest n***a Of All Time) And you ain't never got to wonder, on out the summer (Coldest n***a Of All Time) Hurry up take a picture, Cause you don't want to miss the (Coldest n***a Of All Time) And you ain't got to check the list but I'm right there under Mr (Coldest n***a Of All Time)