Slow Down - French Montana
Aaahh lets go All my niggas that be speedin'... Slow down! Real niggas do real things for real money Or you can play the fool for that plate of food Be a made man homie and take time For that main time Stay on ya grind Shook of Jay when he ccokin ye' Homie life real I could write a book a day And that's a German Shepard If he can't smell the work in the back K-9 can't smell it either I been here 10 years I overstayed the Visa Now the judge wanna send me back-Picture That When you think you hit rock bottom think of worse It'll help you out nigga it's part of the curse Slow Down They tell me be easy young nigga slow down I told'em I'm a boss I'm speedin like Ross my mind racin They tell me slow down nigga slow down nigga When it's in the dark wait for the light And they say you outta mind when you outta sight My finger got powder burns I just murdered a man Left him layin in the streets it was him or me For some dumb shit it sound sweet At night I can't sleep but the nigga deserve it I'm nervous cause the back of my mind I'm shakled up back of the line Wake up in cold sweat I'm back on my grind When a door close another door open And there's a lot of truth told in the jokin Get ya mind right to die young it's an honor Nigga to live long you die twice Chorus
Artist: French Montana
Title: Slow Down