Devotion

Rollin' on this boat

I know they want you

For the rotation

Take control, don't let this boat

Take over your emotional

I don't make cash for the rap

Or the hos won't clap

When I know how it flows to the stack

I leave all my emotion attached to the road

And I rode to the show to attack

Hey, and re-up the mass

And make the shit they don't pass

Hand over the cash

Fist-hand over the bag

A man cryin' like a little bitch

Shake him, do you

You fi can't afford it

Love you like rich

Shake it on, lil' forty

Give him the flow to the rhythm of the story, mm

And re-up the mass

Make the shit they don't pass

And re-up, we don't meet up

Get it, class

Yee-up, you don't see it

Get it fast

Walkin', flossin', no tellin' who's out there

Walkin', flossin', no tellin' who's out there

No telling who's out there

No telling who's out there

No telling who's out there

I'm workin' on my options

I'm workin' on my options

Walkin', flossin', no talkin' 'cause I'm dead

Walkin', flossin', no talkin' 'cause I'm dead

No talkin' 'cause I'm dead

No talkin' 'cause I'm dead

No talkin' 'cause I'm dead

I'm workin' on my options

Rollin' on this boat

I know they want you

For the rotation

Take control, don't let this boat

Take over your emotional

No telling who's out there

No telling who's out there

No telling who's out there

I'm workin' on my options

Workin' on my options