FINALLY - Jordan Hollywood

Everybody eatin' like it’s catered

Four in the baby like my bitch in labor

If I put you on you turn your back on me then you a traitor

Everytime I get a check, I hit my knees and say a prayer

Like I’m gettin money

Smokin' under pressure

You don’t burn gas like a motherfuckin Tesla

Those ain’t diamonds, someone get a diamond tester

Yeah, look at your rings boy they faker than a restore

I ain’t drop a song all year, look at this money that’s impressive

Gotta keep the pistol by my side bitch I’m obsessive

OK, that’s your bitch I hit and run, she need progressive

We don’t do no typin

We find out addresses

We just starting wars

We don’t have remorse

We just go onstage and call out names just like awards

I got suicide doors

Now my car look like a corpse

My Glocks got extensions like motherfuckin cors

This shit is real life can’t build no motherfuckin forest

Keep thinkin shit sweet like the penthouse floor

I just cop them pounds and break them up like a divorce

I got that firework like this the motherfuckin Fourth

I’m ballin like I’m standing on a court full of dwarfs

And when it come to my money don’t be motherfuckin short

I pass the bitch, she yours

I’m ballin check the scores

I came up off the rebound, that’s assist points and boards

I’m right but you don’t understand me like this shit ain’t legible

The way these artists spitting nowadays just ain’t acceptable

Maybe I’m too technical

Or maybe they should throw you out the game just like two technicals

Young Hollywood, incredible

That’s facts

(What up)

I’m strapped

(What up)

Don’t lack me

(Whatever)

Yeah don’t ask

Got the game on lock I finally changed the combination

Told her «ride this dick», she did it like it’s transportation

I came up from nothin, rags to riches, transformation

Was sleeping on me for a minute call that hibernation

I stopped sipping codeine, but sometimes get a temptation

Tryna join the game where there’s rules and regulations

Boy you said trippin where you get your information

And cut your life short like it’s an abbreviation

On my way to the top, that’s my destination

Got a lot of work and I don’t mean no occupation

People tryna sue me, I could show your ass the statements

If I beat an artists ass, then that’s a motherfuckin placement

Try me or my dogs and guns get drawn like illustrations

Been trippin for awhile that’s a long vacation

Hollywood Baby, and Broward County Raised

And God told me be patient

Stay down till you come up finally made it

Doin this forever old hunnids boy they ancient

Solid foundation

Boy this shit amazing

And I’m so motherfuckin thankful

QC the label, they put a million on the table