Hendrix

Album: J'ouvert (2016)
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  • Oh I'mma do this one for my homies gone
    The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home
    We all are from the danger zone
    The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
    I chose music, my homies chose yay
    Some of my ballers chose the NBA
    Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang
    Funeral parlors makin' all the change

    Yeah when my cousin got his first Tec
    I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
    All I wanted to be was a rock star
    And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
    El Chapo, Si
    El Chapo, Si
    All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
    El Chapo
    El Chapo, Si
    All he wanted to do was be El Chapo

    Gone 'til November, he ain't comin' back
    I was talking 'bout my homies man that sold crack
    Caught in the trap, hit from the back
    They hid the steel
    Like the owl boy that's hidden on the dollar bill
    Welcome to the rotten apple
    The city of lights
    No matter how days shine
    They can't steal the nights
    'Cause when the ghost knock knock
    Just before you guess, red dot at your chest
    The Eagles raid the cuckoos nest
    Better be with them artillery packs
    They be jumping like Jack when they jump out the box
    Ratatatata that's the sound of the gat
    They be flying through the air like vampire bat
    Straight from the back when they attack
    In the middle o' night when you up in the trap
    You keep on bucking, they bucking you back
    In the middle of bucking somebody get flat

    Oh I'mma do this one for my homies gone
    The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home
    We all are from the danger zone
    The devil pulled the card and he said choose one
    I chose music, my homies chose yay
    Some of my ballers chose the NBA
    Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang
    Funeral parlors makin' all the change

    When my cousin got his first Tec
    I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
    All I wanted was to be a rock star
    And all he wanted to be was an Escobar
    El Chapo, Si
    El Chapo
    All he wanted to do was be El Chapo
    El Chapo

    All I do is practice
    When he bought me that guitar I felt like Prince the artist
    Turn up my guitar

    When my cousin got his first Tec
    I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement
    All I wanted was to be a rock star
    And all he wanted to be was an Escobar

    When my cousin got his first tat
    Acoustic trappin' in the basement
    All I wanted was to be a rock star Writer/s: MADELINE NELSON, WYCELF JEAN
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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