SL Jones - Getaway Fleaux lyrics

Controversy sells but my talent brings the balance I'm true to what I do that's why I conquer every challenge k** em with the flow and soothe em with a ballad All I do is win, we the best after Khaled All I do is spin, fresh dressing at the salad I'm the man in wonderland, Damn right I smashed Alice Whole squad balling, my team getting cash rolls NBA n***as: natural born a**holes Flyest n***as alive as far as swag goes Jumping froggy out the pond, all you tadpoles The left Levi pocket, that's where the flag goes I know you used to them Chevys and Cadillac doors You're only human you don't recognize a spaceship Hoes say I'm lookin different, Jonesy got a facelift Nip/tuck flow Shut up and s** ho After I bust she leaves call it come and go Get it, come and go Man, forget it, you dumb and slow Shorty live in my lap she giving me love alone If you recognize real I'm familiar to y'all Outcast of my cla**, I'mma chill in the hall Kept my pistol in the bathroom under the stall Chopped the school janitor something to leave it alone I'm in a league of my own but never played myself Slightly brighter than my teachers, I grade myself Other n***as flip the script, I stayed myself When it wasn't my fault, I blamed myself I take pleasure in the pain I felt I get tougher when I suffer That's the way I'm built Let my enemies live That's how Caine got k**ed But I'm straight though cause gangsters don't behave like them Jonesy supposed to be a role model Look at him standing on the couch with that rose bottle Look at him posing for them pictures like a vogue model Grind before you shine What happened to that old motto? That's the code I know I must be doing something right When haters can't believe the hype They say you sold your soul Couldn't play your part Cause you ain't know your role I tried to give you advice I told you slow your roll If we stay on this road Then we won't go wrong But you got outta control So now you on your own Taking over the world I wanna own the globe They say the flow is a gift It should have came with a bow They say this verse is a curse It should have came on a scroll They left Jonesy for dead Engraved my name on a stone Check my background I never back down I'm bout my postmark I put my stamp down I got a special delivery especially when I reflect No one can mirror me lyrically You rappers will never be taken seriously The streets been waiting On somebody to come up out these weak imitations Been putting in work since my first initiation The turf really baking, the soil is boiling Connected, no wire, I'm cordless There's beauty behind I write So what I'm recording is gorgeous It's M.A.D.E. entertainment The money always Determines everything And you know what they call me SL Jonesy This for the Locs with the blue flags For the Bloods and the Black Stones For all the Folk Nation GDs And the People Nations Vicelords For the jackers and the trap boys If you gotta rob and sell dope The judge wanna lock us up forever Get away while you still can