Lyrics Mowin' - MC David J

I am the Legend I got no chill baby I am a reverend and Hip hop im killin
This my confession this my profession
Stay giving lessons every single session
For whats its worth spittin' since birth
Stay putting of all these others in dirt
She wants some more cum on her face just be
Cause I am bored I got no more
Energy left in this mother fucking body
Selling all this craft like I work at hobby lobby
Call ya boy the champ minus well call me rocky
ATL is where you can find me
These are my thoughts when I cut peoples grass
Mowing these lawns hope to god that I last
These mothers fuckers better pay with cash
Or they will suffer the David J wrath
Riding in my Ford ranger
Watch out police nigga danger
Shout out to all of my haters
Yall ain't nothing but some fakers
Fucked yo mom meet yo maker
Sorry had to cum up in her
10 out of 10 is what I rate her
Made me climax and made my dinner
Pussy so good that I had to pay her
Fuck that shit see you later
So much money may-weather
Polo shoes alligator
King of my city call me Mayor
Put yo fucking hands in the air
Wave em like ya just don't care
No fucks given middle finger
This ain't even my original flow
But I am killin this shit like woah
People so fascinated at my polo then
Look at my brutinis like What are those
Mowing in circles and pickin these weeds
God please have mercy on my ashy knees
Dehydrated bout to drink my own pee
But really a glass of water all I need
This shit is so mother fucking easy hittin
Rihannas bitch call me chris breezy
Shoutout to mother fuckin taylor brisk (What up) and
Chris ogden on his directing shit
One day I will have a thousands of kids
And then maybe start a big landscaping biz
Fuck a 9 to 5 and all of that shit
And tell Oriellys Im Rich bitch