Slauson Malone - Jamal lyrics

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Slauson Malone - Jamal lyrics

[Intro] Now, see, you hold it like this, and pull the trigger Pow! Who's world is this? Mine [Verse 1: Nyck Caution] Yo just wait until I age a little Stay a different entity that ain't no simple minded indi- -Vidual with a fickle persona I be in the cut I'm in the clouds now, never coming down was a child That's a platform that I once had Gushers in my lunch bag Customers was asking for my old flip, but the flow is heavy on the surface, don't get swallowed by this ocean [Nas "The World is Yours" Sample] [Nyck Caution] They say the world is mine I needed this time It was all good just a year ago Back when to make it was a miracle Then some sh** got weird [Verse 2: Nyck Caution] Catch the wave before it pa**es you by They say we made it and it's down to what the task to implies But we older and we still got more hara**ment and pride to swallow down and you actually decide what you about Of course they wanna hop on it Industry of novices I got to keep it real, your career is non-profitin' when they get a graspin' they just jazzy with the politics Pa** the power forward on to corporate, John Stockton with it And you don't never know the Karl Malone Because they fake like that timmy that your pops was in a positive It was written, you can ask Nas and Eminem Got to lose yourself once you get a grip that be improminent A promise isn't sacred 'till it's proven in the flesh Disapproval got the ruger in effect Cause your removal isn't suitable unless you deserve to get popped, when you give up your respect I'm in this game until my wrist cold I can really change the way it shift, just refrain from hittin' bricks I can't explain, I'm just a schizo Because I switch the wicked Nyck flow Pistol grip and dip yo Never droppin' clips Bandolier the way I be rhyming now I'm eating better, chandelier when I be dining out It's era season, I been peepin' that the climates drought and if you say I ain't the hottest breathing, what you lying 'bout What the silence 'bout, Nyck wildin' out, got the cannon b**h trippin' in denial now I don't got no license 'till I whip it to the private isles Bicker like you Simon Cowell, flippin' I'll remind you bout' Falling back, we keep it stable or it all collapse If you ain't about the sh**, why the f** would you be talking crap? Audiopium I peel the capresin, I'm just spitting all this dope off this artifacts [Outro: Nyck Caution] I've been walking 'round on the pavement, bounded for greatness, let me take you back to the basics Back to the basics We going back to the basement