[Intro]
Yeah
92 Elm on the beat
Gettin' Cass on his feet

[Chorus]
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
Smoke that’s crowding up my section means we never sleep
I rock with me myself and I they know that we the team
I hope we make it out alive you got to let me breathe
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
Fog that’s crowding up my section means we never sleep
I rock with me myself and I you know the winning team
I hope we make it out alive you just got to believe

[Verse 1]
Unless we talking ‘bout my own, I need no company
Just something to ice it up and poor a cup for me
Slowing down all the drama mix up with Dramamine
Psyche, I get higher off life than you can do with lean
Connor Cassidy the mother******* new machine
Smoke me out and have me sleeping on the bluest dreams
Coasting out the 7th wonder of the 7 seas
Call them back and put my Ex’s into ecstasy, never mind
I keep it moving like a gentle breeze
Slow and steady, ‘till I get the bag I never leave
Been spending heavy hoping God has put his trust in me
The only luxury I need is all the winning keys
I got no time to behave
I got no time to relate
If you sinking lower man
Hop over you we overcame
Might get a little PTSD from all the pictures that a soldier paints
Come here I’ll numb you up with Novocain
We oceans away
Hey
And I’m dressed like oceans 11 get paid
Hey, hey hey hey
Yea

[Chorus]
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
Smoke that’s crowding up my section means we never sleep
I rock with me, myself and I, they know that we the team
I hope we make it out alive you got to let me breathe
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
Fog that’s crowding up my section means we never sleep
I rock with me myself and I, you know the winning team
I hope we make it out alive you just got to believe
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
They know we never sleep
Not the winning team
I hope we make it out alive you got to let me breathe

[Verse 2]
Cold-blooded, so flooded
Tripping out with no luggage
Hold grudges, only on bitches that I just don’t fuck with
Nose running’, trouble I can sniff it out
All the shit you bitch about reveals who you are
No living out of my car
I’m driven now; my fence is how I pick it now
I roll around
The blocks, my momma used to push a stroller out
I’m older now
I lift it up and hold it down
I split the swisher down the middle turn my sins into a cloud, and then I’m out
I get it moving man
Shooting and we crop you out the movie frame
This is who I am I don’t know to blame
The vices of the music game
Money, women, power, sign me up you know my true disdain
Is living on the cusp

[Chorus]
Still the one to lose my head without a guillotine
Fog that’s crowding up my section means we never sleep
I rock with me myself and I you know the winning team
I hope we make it out alive you just got to believe
Hey