CJ Stowklyn - One Man Lyrics

Cataract vision I ain't playing with you
Cataract vision I ain't playing with you
Cataract vision I ain't playing with you
Yeah
Cataract vision I ain't playing with you
Slump nigga krk's banging on mission
Young jigga I ain't hit her I just pour
Mongolia Easter pink
I'm a sip with yea
Yeah
Sipping some tea
I just Kick pigeon's
I'm a plain hitter
Mason on the box
Martin on the dash We don't take pictures
Running in the desert up in night
You gon catch the weather
And he leaning to the right
ALL These Cati's ain't a feather
So I jump A flight
I can't even feel my sweater
I'm all out of sight
But these cataracts help me better
Basic color Dema
That's your closet get up
My steezin leave these bitches wetter
Euphoria Rushing in here vessels
I'm feel it grabbing tighter
Point the Glock
Bullets spit talking bout Beretta's
You ain't follow me
Cause she f*cked me better
Living in these finer things
Pulling out Bottega
Veneta
You should of never left him
Cause he got these finer things
He staying in the shade
F*ck a hick up
I'm a Sip some water
Out the Voss
It's a dirty pick up
You already know my f*cking get up
Got to get up
Keep on paper chasing
Young black and wealthy
That's some triple figures
You gon need a hitter I'm a savage nigga
Some might say my pockets racist
I'm a keep stacking blue cheese cheddar
No matter what the weather
I'm a climb that mountain top
Never play yourself
These commas Calling
Talk to god
Through the wire
I just find my heart
808's is what I'm looking for so I find some more
Stack some gwala gold
Invest in Basquiat
That's what my mind is for
I'm a swore some more
Through the late night we flow
Down the river cold
Got to tuck the pole Cause you ain't never know
We're you finna go
Leave a couple holes
I ain't sleeping cold
So I'm a eat some more
Poppies chicken rolls
Got to f*ck these hoes
I Ain't telling when you know
Cataract vision I ain't playing with you
Cataract vision I ain't playing with you