Lyrics Temple Run - j shiest

Every day I wake, I pray before I rise
Temple run, let's get this money, leave that monkey shit aside
All these dub ass niggas switched from crip to banging 5
I can't help but laugh and listen to them talk about the slime
I woke up on demon time
Living backwards, I'm the type put my shirt over my iron
Puff exotic rocks, got plane crash surging through my lungs
Call the bottom of the hood the "boot", get kicked you out of line
No, that bop ain't one of mine

Slime come through wigging out, he geeking out his mind
Bitch, I know Shiest-Fu, I'm Bruce Lee with that TEC-9
I got Voodoo in my dreads to help me speak what's on my mind
This lil' bitch here is a eater, see me think it's dinner time
Hold on, wassam?
Who this on my line, yeah
Bougie and she fine, yeah
Put dick in her spine, yeah
Shoot him through the window since he peeking through the blinds, yeah
You should mind yo' business, yet you getting into mine, yeah
I'ma keep on winning, we go black truck in the city
I'm wit' 5, so I meant Bity, make that mistake all the time, yeah
Gotta watch yo' back 'cause shit get sticky all the time, yeah
Say she like my music cause I'm witty in my lines, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Every day I wake, I pray before I rise
Temple run, let's get this money, leave that monkey shit aside
All these dub ass niggas switched from crip to banging 5
I can't help but laugh and listen to them talk about the slime
I woke up on demon time
Living backwards, I'm the type put my shirt over my iron
Puff exotic rocks, got plane crash surging through my lungs
Call the bottom of the hood the "boot", get kicked you out of line
No, that bop ain't one of mine, yeah