The Walk Off ft. J.Blaze Lyrics

Hey

Yeah

Yo

My nigga Blue finna graduate law school

And then he'll pass the bar, so I gave his ass a bar

I always knew that he was smart, had the vision from the start

Not to mention he was gifted, that's what set himself apart

Yo, 20 a real nigga, he the GOAT prolly

That shit is in his name, he second to nobody

You know he got the money stackin' up, swag on a thousand pockets fat as fuck

Niggas mad because they not catchin' up

I'm white people's Kool-Aid, ain't nothin' sweet

I'm summertime every year I be givin' you heat

This music without a home, cause we live in the streets

We just hit up Z and then we start killin these beats

You got other niggas mad cause we look like a potato sack race

I got everybody jumpin' in the bag

Got other niggas scared cause this ain't even our best run

I bid you adieu, we'll see y'all on the next one

I ain't gon' waste my time in here, y'all know what time it is

Jay Dot Blaze, 20, Blue Ali, The Walk Off, Degree'd, we back

Shout-out to Z for mixin' this shit

Y'all be good, praise God