PCX Joeyy

I count it underneath the table to be safe
I’m pouring up this syrup ‘til my cup is colored grape
When God designed you the barrel must had been scraped

Bought forces from ‘The Jersey Man’ now the Saks like P.C.X. to me
Never took a flat but her love it feels like ecstasy
I admit it at a point I let my sneakers get the best of me
The way the transaction was approved it felt like destiny

I slid around half of the country with a firearm
Jakes behind us I pray that they don't put the siren on
I’m only half of myself before I put attire on
8 lines of Qua for this Cleezy, Mr. Put-it-on

I'm not on but im up like I’m awake
I’ll spill my whole cup before I ever let you taste
Sneakers got spikes like the flowers in a vase
Sneaks got spikes, stalactites in a cave

Cup look like a rave P.L.U.R
I just took a piss in Saks with the door ajar
I step on stage forget my repertoire
Shook hands with a 2'er told them au revoir

Raise the bar prop it up under my tongue
I'm your hero like Him but remain unsung
Fame tantrum, spot light came and went
Walk down memory lane GAT laces un-done