Days Before Rodeo: The Prayer

(álbum: Days Before Rodeo - 2014)

Midnight awaking, hyper ventilating
Drunk laps running 'round the globe wild goose chasing
After three number one albums woulda thought I'd feel amazing
Still impatient, still sipping on liquor
Still rolling up Swishers
Now it's Bimmers double parking, fuck paying the meter
In your club, on your couches, got paid to be here
On your girl rubbing on my favorite features
How could they tease us? Only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house

Around 3 AM, dawg
I was getting busy in the bathroom stall
Bad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seater
Too bad I couldn't three-peat her
Need a whole lotta vida 'fore I see the reaper
House full of snow bunnies, putting trees up like it's Christmas Easter
With more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visa
I know the kids in La Flame, they don't trust, they believe it, I mean

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house
Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
Man, I might fuck 'round, lose my mind, I gotta break out
I'm on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house

Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, Jesus
I might fuck 'round, lose my mind
Jesus
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
Jesus