Jamesy. - Sirens Lyrics

Shit that i'm whippin expensive

Rims match the all black leather
And the windows is tinted ...

I heard these rappers is trippin
Cause big daddy james
Hasn't been up in the game for a minute
And if you ain't f*ckin know me, you trippin
And if you ain't my homie or my hoe
Then this shit strictly business
My main mission? to go out and get it

You thought i'm finna let you get a step,
Then you mentally midget

To keep it ten times ten
I don't want your attention
But at this point..
I know imma get it

I guarantee i get ya favorite rappers
And i get to shittin'
This what y'all gettin for spittin simplistic

I remember my mama, she was livid
All my shit is explicit
I said mama your son seen visions so vivid

That was back
When i was tryna portray an image

Randall county jail
Is the shit that had switched it

And to this day my own mama
Still won't listen

Somebody go and tell her
Bout this shit that she missin'

You talkin bout competition?
You gotta be kiddin'!
These rappers kia optima's
I'm dunk contest blake griffin

I got an optimo with the stank in it

I listened to ya best shit
Before the punch, i was thank-in it

That ain't it, shit ain't hittin

So hide ya main bitches
Cause James run game like lane kiffin

You and my lunch ain't that different

I run right thru a bunch of rappers

And i still ain't blemished

So tell me how the f*ck i still ain't winnin

I'll go toe to toe with all the giants
While i'm smilin' and grinnin'

But i hear sirens
As they rollin down the highway..

I pray they isn't comin my way

Cause pigs don't seem to think
I'm kickin it the right way

Smokin bomb ass weed in my drive way

I hear sirens
As they rollin down the highway...

I pray they isn't comin my way
Cause pigs don't seem to think
I'm kickin it the right way

Smokin bomb ass weed in my drive way

I hear sirens
As they rollin down the highway...

I pray they isn't comin my way

Cause pigs don't seem to think
I'm kickin it the right way

Smokin bomb ass weed in my drive way