Lyrics Jerry Maguire - Aristoteles

No I don't fuck with you no more, you have no goals, you basic
White boy, wasted
That bit had a couple of falls but I never caved in
Walking with a crooked smile, I don't need no bracelet
Shit looks hotter than the devil whippin' out the latrix
So hotter than these niggas making millions,
Many make no sense but this is what we dealin' with
In this new era, new age, never livin' my life by the book
If I make mistakes, man I'm rippin' off the page
Man if it's written then I wrote it and the man's so devoted life
Show me the money, Jerry Maguire,
Sittin' with my niggas on this table that I'm dining on
And they tell me, tell me dim down, dim down
They wanna tell me dim down, dim down
And I ain't trynna tip toe, upround
And I ain't trynna tip toe, upround
And they tell me, tell me
I don't own the force to spit these metaphors
In the street Porsche,
Still wanna cock block it when it yours from no other men
I should ban, didn't come to fit in, I didn't come to blend
I just keep it movin', livin' traces of our blueprint
Duno the option losin'
Confrontin' who? You said wanted like husain, balls
Vida Nova comin' soon, that's my treasure out the vault
No concern about where I'm from but where I'm 'bout to go
They been sayin' that he met her man I had to let 'em know
Fuck the comparison man this is fresh
You been strugglin' with more, I been doin' with less
To the HBA classes and I pass the test
And I still don't understand, yeah I been soundin' like a mess
If we said we got it, no doubt we bring 'em out
You vision must be glided, all I see is doubt
Can [?] on the way I dust
I'm circumcised on the rise and for certain
When I close this curtains, you ladies gonna feel this buzz
Recognizin' and disguisin' in the mist
The shine is a myth, stick to the script nif
Under[?]
The only way to get this Rollie on my wrist
Imma show you what the difference is
I'm Jordan like [?] bitch, through this
I'm Jordan like [?] bitch, through this
And you ain't Jordan like [?] bitch, through this
And I sound like
Show me the money, Jerry Maguire,
Sittin' with my niggas on this table that I'm [?] 'em
And they tell me, tell me dim down, dim down
They wanna tell me dim down, dim down
And I ain't trynna tip toe, upround
And I ain't trynna tip toe, upround
And they tell me, tell me