Lyrics Judy Moody - Sol Miranda

Cruising down town and I'm going bout 180
Not a Benz not a truck homie this is a Mercedes
Not a friend in the cut that don't fuck with what I'm saying
Not a care in the world when I'm high I feel amazing
How I'm laying a verse
Goes so hard got super sayings
How I lay in the dirt
Gone so far but I'm still craving
All the fame and the wealth
That comes with months of the waiting
Make my way through the earth
Till I take my place of greatness
Like Usain with the Bolt
Fast like lightning when I'm spraying
Better lay in the dirt
This not a stick up this is basic
Lemme claim what you worth
Fix my eyes give that appraisal
Now you end up in the earth
Took your life and then it ended
Number two is what I used
My point is hot my lead be blazing
When I put it to the paper trace my body on its pavement
Now I'm gripping the eraser
Point and click is how I'm aiming
You not ready for these lasers
Shift my gears before I'm dented too
I ain't here for many years
So I fear my life invested
Way too much to those I feel indebted to
But the only thing I feel a fucking passion for
Is my music everything else might as well be passing through
It's not pick and choose with everything that you do
If you say you got morals then show it through your actions too
I don't like to be the one complaining
But since you came back from all the waiting all you do is act a mood

Judy Moody
Always acting blue
Judy Moody
Got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
With the tailored suit
Judy Moody
Got to be my boo
Judy Moody
You Always acting blue
Judy Moody
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
You got them chasing you
Judy Moody
You got to be my boo

Who that coming to your doorstep
Whose ass you been giving while I am snoring
All the bullshit that you do I store it
In catalogues my mind likes to keep shut whenever floors bent
I Don't give a dam I'm not bluffing
Articles of clothing just some pieces they mean nothing
Without the bigger picture you a sister turned a long lost cousin
Coming up with different reasons when I'm in need of the loving
Less you listen to ya sisters telling you girl fuck him
Don't you listen they ain't in positions to try and interpret
All the things I do for you it's blue that you love me
You betray me like Othello Desdemona in a coffin

Judy Moody
Always acting blue
Judy Moody
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
With the tailored suit
Judy Moody
You got to be my boo
Judy Moody
Yes you Always acting blue
Judy Moody
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
You got them chasing you
Judy Moody
You got to be my boo