Noble Moguls - 2 Slow, Pt. 2 Lyrics

I woke up to realize
Been living quite a real life
While witnessed a few lies
I watched time take its toll on a few lives
I hit the highway
I paid my toll
I been doing life my way
I pack a good bowl
I pack my pack to hit the road
Airplane to the beach
Two words lets f*cking go
Bout to get a moped
Swear doe
Mid summer hot but these cliques stay cold
Click click
Thoughts on how I got got
Now I want a glock
Watch your cards
Know when to fold
Lock your cars
You ain't know who searching for gold
You know what move by the hundred
Temperature outside stay a hundred
I'm outside high this pack a hundred
Mindset on a hundred
Dashboard on a hundred
My squad stay a hundred
Mindset on a hundred
Dashboard on a hundred
My squad stay a hundred
You know what move by the hundred
Temperature outside stay a hundred
I'm outside high this pack hit a hundred
With my pack we stay hunting
You must have did done nothing
Still in the same spot
You still need fronting
It's all g
I know you got my back
You stay a hundred
I just remember days
Rolling with friends
Thought they had my back
Thought they'd stay a hundred
We must have rolled a hundred joints
Been hitting a hundred trips
Had another hundred trips to hit
Still gonna hit another hundred trips
But I slipped away from those friends
They was slick
They owe me bread
I'm responsible for my situation
I placed myself around the wrong cats
Now I do kitty in the correct places
I hit kitty kittens yumsayn in the right places oh
She's like you put me in the right places
Ain't hitting no more correctional facilities
Ain't loaning shit to those ain't quick with it
If you quick on your feet
Mind move fast as bees
Get trippy with ease
Fly smoothly like hummingbirds wings
So I ease
No slack on the grind to get cheese
Shoot a rat snapchat snipe screenshot
You a creep to thots
I pay a fee to escape
I pay whatever for my own space
I pay just to escape
Need space like MJ in blank jam
Space jam music in the stars
I make music for the stars
I make tunes for the goons
Living on the moon or on Mars
I remember who you are
I wait to see if you realize
Why you ain't making it far
I ain't got no bad vibes
I just saw why
I forgot about you
Witness once again
All you do is lie
Pretend to be a friend
You just want the whole pie
Pretty good when it come to math
I divide
Pass out a slice
Good pie
Buffalo chicken
I'm living life solo
In the lands of buffalo soldier
Traveling plains
Business class on a plane
Skip business class to roll a plane
Witnessed a plain jane skip to cop mary jane
Hula hooped while jumping rope through hopscotch
I got my scotch
Glenlivet good living
I got my stacks locked
You can't get em
With my racks
I bought investments
Assets only an asset if it brings in cash flow
She got a fat ass and cash
Plus she roll with the flow