JAM CLASSIC Lyrics

Grand rising, ladies and gentlemen

On behalf of JREAM Airlines

It is my pleasure to welcome you aboard

Project 1111

With service to

The top of the rap game

Federal regulations require

That you crank this to the max and share with a loved one

Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride

Yo

It's

Jazzyriri

Look

That shit Jam I'm classic

Blowing out my speaker shit tragic

How the hell we supposed to slay in a mansion

When you running around and pantsing

These hoes I'm blowed

Showing these niggas how I feel in the first place

But you worried about second, third, nah home base

At the same time you want a girl like wifey

Meanwhile you out doing slimy shit

I am not grimy but if the roles reverse don't try me

But you niggas rarely barely really cease to surprise me

Oops my bad I'll feels I still have from fucking years ago here you go

Ice cold emotions like some fucking snow

Dejamos la toxicidad en el pasado

Hold up, roll up, smoke up

I said hold up, roll up

Don't forget to get your motherfucking hopes up

Roll up let's go ahead and smoke up

Sessions until I pass out yea I get the message don't hide out

Had me wiped out like some white out

Are we just smoking on some fucking white owls

Wake up oblivious like watch out where'd all this come from

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit tragic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit magic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit tragic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit magic

So listen

I'm a prize you a lie just a dummy in disguise

Bet you feeling real crummy you a dummy bummy as shit

A disposable goofy

They all laughed cause they knew it

I'm too drippy you knew me

That wap stayed with consistency if it was lacking you threw it

You are so slick so smooth with it

I'm sick, of this foolishness

I'm leveling up not wrestling, I

Sure wasn't there for the hell of it, and

Please spare me the merriment, of

The if, why's and then but's

Tell me what's up

Tired of playing make believe

This ain't Toyz R Us

Don't play me then maybe

Ah fuck it you hate me

That shady to play me

I'm whipping Elantra I'll drive that Mercedes

That G-wagon's crazy

Ain't no hoe in my bones but I'll get real feisty if you make me

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit tragic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit magic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit tragic

That shit Jam I'm classic blowing out my speaker shit magic

Jazzy

Now that we're friends, we should make a new project

I'm listening

I mean you already have what it takes

The talent, the look, the charisma

The attitude

And with our genius, once we put it all together

You'll be number 1

I Know