Slow It Down

[Hook] Slow it down You gotta slow it down You wanna see it all But you trynna do it all now Slow It down You gotta slow it down Slow it down You gotta slow it down I know its hard to admit it But everybody's caught up in the life that they living Whatcha gonna do now Dancing with the devil Speed demon, slow it down Slow it down [Verse 1] Bougie lil chick She an urban princess Smoke a lil weed, smell the herb and incense Got herself a job she in customer service But the niggas hit her up just because of her service Ebony lil thing, with an ass too fat Always talking bout a nigga But got matching tats With Jamal, Darnell and a couple more exes Oh they not mistakes She just calling them a lesson And She be on her knees like she asking for a blessing You want a good man you should try another method My beats kicking now you trynna give the drummer some Ain't nobody quite like me I'm a one of one Son of gun, so that makes me a bullet Cop myself a strap, but I don't never gotta pull it (Ugh...*half sigh*) You gotta listen Baby you just gotta slow it down for a minute [Hook] [Verse 2] Damn lil homie Why you running the streets Ya moms working two jobs so her son can eat Son of a bitch Nah you a son of a beast Stealing money out her purse just go get piece Middle school honor roll Yeah head of class But a couple years later you way off the path I know you miss your pop Died in a street mission Its hard to find a man when your sons a delinquent She feeling lonely but she don't ever stress it Always find strength Guess its from the life lessons And when the phone rings she holds her breath for second She nervous The gun shots, yeah she heard it, but You come home and you treat her like a burden (Damn) And you know she don't deserve it I know you love rolling with your niggas But homie you just gotta slow it down for a minute [Hook]