J-Mob
Lay Low


back on tha scence, lookin clean in my chucks/
polo jeans, bezaltine in my cup/
Im foward lean in tha cup as I drank/
Man hold up as I make ya feel faint/
Im a lay swang while you boys be like whoa/
Ive done showed up smoked dro and made dough/
fools didnt know what they heard I was cold/
I reck tha flow now im in tha damn show/
Im a young flow, scoll with tha mic i do Damage/
breakin boyz off like a freestyle bandit/
yall haterz cant stand it so these hoes try to hate/
but fuck with me and im gon seal your damn fate/
read what your writin ur mixin fuel with flame/
Im a set fire to ur name, and retire your lame game/
Im one of the best pound for pound, representin that Sa Town, bow down, gots tha crown, talkin that mess, dogg you might be found drowned, face down
strapped to a 10 pound weight/
dont hate, its fools like you I got to regulate/