Xavier Jordan - EastWest lyrics

[Verse] Man I'm still lone And still on, like Stallone but far from expendable On a 5th, guess I'm back of 4th like a metronome Punchlines stop ya flow, I'll Balboa constrict ya Couldn't grip the fact you was right there Ya distance was off huh? Depth perception f**ed up like Ricky Walters Pop the cork, like the rulers back I got just enough to make it Cut it close like straight edge Or a straight hedge I'd like that wall of green And a chick with a a** like Serene's Or an Amina blue, mindset on Erykah Badu I'm alive, no Selene No moments are serene Not a day they don't take shots at me They'll never get it though I'd run that line back like Arthur B Tryna start a movement, If I had it my way I'd reject them scholarships like Kawme turé Or Stokely I'm stoked see, Ive been prepping for war Got my beret and serrated blade Been saw through em Like I put a bandsaw to em They rather see me in a crown vic Instead of crowned vic Im crowning Coming out this b**h, with a head start I switched my main point Now that pivots got me traveling NY to LA Jet Laggin, but aye deliver with no delay Been about bread Wheat chains on gold plates Show you that I'm eating Highly decorated come f** with my Feng Shui Haters at my feet, so I aim the chopper down, Mayday Hit after hit, use my mic as a may-lay Y'all act like a bunch of Bruce Jenner's In the wrong genders Only getting bigger like hallow tips when they hit ya Hitch a ride with the kid Got the 'cedes pedal to the ground like a stick up Say these dudes got a problem go and speak up Im a master champ Throwing up two fingers, like Jordan Spieth in jets Young muhfuka feeling like a vet Woo I drop bombs, do I ever miss hardly And y'all n***as lost rockets Heh, like James Harden If she a bad then I want her Don't discriminate, I stick my tongue in all breeds like Madonna They taking shots at a great like i pulled up in a Lincoln continental Continental meals served to my bedroom Woo I ain't playing no games Son'in y'all? f** that you the milk mans Well protected man, all my whips gon look like armadillos Couple sacks in the bag got me looking like all my dealers Piff clouds be the thickest in the building Lift up out the box, like there ain't no got damn ceilings Got the game in my hand kept it sealed in They all know I'm next they just concealing Yea