Delta Deathbus To Zion Felly (Ft. Peter $un)

[Intro:]
New Flavors
Ain't got time to grow up
Feel like I'm working for nobody bruh
(fill a mofucka up)
Old shit
Yeah uh but
But aye
But uh still
Fortune fortune
Will uh yeah uh

[Verse 1: Felly]
Fortunately, fortunately connected
I done got gym plugs down a couple exits
I could rock the stamp out make it look sexist
Heard another friend out know that life precious
Thinking that my mind fucked up, still, I flex it
Leave it to the universe and people get me
Baby boy blue jean pull up in the Guess fit
We don't need pesos open up them legs bitch
Far from your regular, my pops blessed me
Walking up them stepping stones up to heaven
8 months of unopened mail on the dresser
Ain't seen the sun I been pale it's my last semester
Jerry thinking that the demons got me
Heard him speaking 'bout me, think I need the audi
If you wanna know how I feel about it
Know the feeling sour cause I feel the power
Far from your regular, something about something about secular
You ain't really got the gas, if you stash love
I fucking with her till she pregnant
And sometimes I wanna see it like Ken Lammar
I just think God is someone been in charge
Cause I can never stay the whole seminar
Tryna pull myself to get it once more
I ain't got time to grow up
I ain't got time to toy 'em
My momma from Detroit I ain't such a little boy
I got all the squad employed
Like thank you very much for showing up
Imma get back to blowing up
Doing dope shit and pose it up
With a new bitch from photoshop
Open up heavens gates we pulling up, you know what's up