Turn the lights all the way. Turn the lights all the way down. What, what. Come on, big flow. Come on, come on Yo, yo, J A Y, I flow sick. * all y'all haters blow dick. I spits the game for
Cash. Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash These people standing on front row. Tryna see through me like a window. I'm wearing my soul on my sleeve. But they look at me through a pin
just a snake and you're the prey. . He's got cashcashcash. He's made of money but. He's straight out the trash trash. He'll rip your heart out in a flash flash flash. Oh no you're not for sale
Gotta find a way to flow. In a host of things that grow. Where babies become old. And love is bought and sold. The mouth of God is wide. So let's just fall inside. And let the whole damn thing
