[Lil Rob]
Ey holmes
[Hook: Moox]
"Are you jealous
Don't be jealous
Oooh, jealous
Don't be jealous" - [The Isley Brothers]
[Lil Rob - Verse 1:]
I get to jump on the plane and get to fly from state to state
I get to see a lot of my fans, yeah, the feeling's really great
But the, more people that love me, the more people that hate
I put it down for the brown side of town, and I, got what it takes
So I continue to scrape, no time to slow down
I'm on the roll now
I'm all up in the mix, homeboy, and they can't stop my flow now
If I knew then what I know now, I would of had the know-how
I still flow cold and still roll lower, than a snow cloud
And I got so many styles that, there's enough to go around
Why make music no one hears, that's like a
(Stereo with no sound)
Why have it if you can't blast it
I'll give my word and I'll back it
And you can stamp it, guaranteed until they drop my casket
I'm a classic, I'm a class act, you can bet that
You don't like me, you don't like my music, homie
I could respect that
But you need to learn, how to keep my name out your fucking mouth
When you don't know what the fuck you're talking about
Hey, don't be jealous, man
Ey holmes
[Hook: Moox]
"Are you jealous
Don't be jealous
Oooh, jealous
Don't be jealous" - [The Isley Brothers]
[Lil Rob - Verse 1:]
I get to jump on the plane and get to fly from state to state
I get to see a lot of my fans, yeah, the feeling's really great
But the, more people that love me, the more people that hate
I put it down for the brown side of town, and I, got what it takes
So I continue to scrape, no time to slow down
I'm on the roll now
I'm all up in the mix, homeboy, and they can't stop my flow now
If I knew then what I know now, I would of had the know-how
I still flow cold and still roll lower, than a snow cloud
And I got so many styles that, there's enough to go around
Why make music no one hears, that's like a
(Stereo with no sound)
Why have it if you can't blast it
I'll give my word and I'll back it
And you can stamp it, guaranteed until they drop my casket
I'm a classic, I'm a class act, you can bet that
You don't like me, you don't like my music, homie
I could respect that
But you need to learn, how to keep my name out your fucking mouth
When you don't know what the fuck you're talking about
Hey, don't be jealous, man
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