Jalen Rose
    (专辑: And Then You Pray For Me - 2023)
    
    I've been serving fire on the 
hill block  Since I 
was knee-high to a 
water book  Then they put the 
hamstring, blew my knee out  First time I 
ever caught a 
run, it was all or none  And I 
was all in with the 
fiends, tryna serve all of them  We was never in the 
chasing clout  See my haters out and I'ma boil on them  223s left the 
paint chipped  227 know we change shit  Niggas know the 
whole gang rich  Gutter lane and on lane switch  All blue strips, fuck a 
bank slip  We be game timing but this ain't Twitch  Lil' Cudi fighting for attempts  And the 
double frame on the 
same switch  Dropping bags, all big as Saint Nick  They say BoJack, that nigga can't miss  Hear all these niggas say that they in the 
streets  And they on gang shit but it ain't this  Slightly different plot with the 
same twist top  I 
be whipping different pots with the 
same wristwatch  Grinding, chilling in the 
spot, had the 
chance to lift locks  Got Custis all through Southwest  Got Clio calling off the 
East  Got Clux with nine off the 
fifth  Got Fido barking off the 
leash  Told me if I'm gon' pay for five, that mean he gon' have to leave ten  Then get the 
know me, now I 
have the 
know me and my idols always kingpin  GXFR, mi jefe, two a, duece, siete  Three Metro car with SA  You comprehend, comprende?  227, 50 Guap, I 
love my not the 
thin way  I 
show you why they call me Blocks, mi tumbo, the 
Kimbae  One single session, I 
might burn up like six eighths of gumbo  155 for the 
brick, the 
Kimbae, my tumbo  I 
need that two-tone patty cake the 
big face with the 
jumbo  Cubano off the 
skinny Lambas, the 
Kimbae, my tumbo   Ayo (What else?), we ran the 
whole dorm, we had hella lockers  Flying in the 
biddy and the 
helibopter  Socks Prada, belt Prada  Shit, you should've shot him, Oakley's Prada, Coke Prada  Niggas praise Osama, shaker with the 
world bezel  I'm a 
globe trotter, VVSs on my ankle  Fuck with me, you know I 
got it  Porsche topless with a 
rocket  Cartier bagels with a 
locket  Smiling in the 
full stocky  Yeah, we got them all popping  Yeah, I 
got your whole watch and interlock  Twenty bottles, wake up, fuck two supermodels  One thick, one flocker, I 
have all three, some stick twosome  Bitch, roll up, I 
get a 
new one  Toss the 
throwaway, get a 
new one  Hundred dollar salad with the 
Brutons  Usher, my boo, that's my buson (My boo)  Fuck your baby mamas while you jizz on  Fuck her from the 
back, high top Ricks on  I 
was selling crack, I 
ain't care who want it