SpaceX (J$yMoney Remix) ft. J$yMoney

I'm really Joe Pesci with it a testament, I'm heaven sent, the likeness of my melanin got

you in a tangent, I'm handsome, I be the smoothest, hold up he pooted, nah hitta

he sneezed, bless you, shh my bars be clean, my rappin, it be supreme when you talking to me, just shut up already, just shut up, just shut up, my space X hope you practicing safe sex, that hitta you claim to after me got you complacent, let's face facts, we weather the storm

for better weather, them 2k's rolled up and puffed, my head is clearer, a mind sharp as mine is known for getting cheddar

so I always keep them ten toes down and work for better, your first chance may be your last so keep your head up, you make the same mistakes as your past, I'm getting fed up, the history repeats itself for round 2, now I'm here rapping this song in the booth without you, how to move on is something that I had to learn to do, a king to a pawn is, shit, a ring to your tone is better than dial tones, but who knows how long I'll be waiting for your call