Lop-Sided Jet Life (Ft. Nesby Phips, Trademark Da Skydiver & Young Roddy)

[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Uh, and momma told me "slow down son"
I had 99 problems but my dough ain't none
And know shit can get ill if the dough don't come
But it's not, so I get my chick to roll on up
But them gold diggin' bitches tryna slow shit up
Them petty hoes probably never grow up
And them same petty hoes said I'd never blow up
Hold up, young rout, all skills, no luck
Now I got shit locked, man I mean sewed up
Still scream one time when the cops roll up
One girl once say "pimp down and hoes up"
An old g once said " fuck hoes they make busts"
Cut from a different cloth, Roddy built Ford tough
Them sucka niggas lackin', probly never catch up
The Jets be the best, in the planes we trust
Sky high, cause ain't nothin' what up but us

[Hook: Young Roddy]
We make this shit look easy it's lop-sided
I'm independent, fuck your system, I get paid without it
If the shit ain't bout no bread then tell them change the topic
I got good sense, I stay so far away from nonsense

Man I swear that shit's so easy it's lop-sided
I'm independent, fuck your system, I get paid without it
If the shit ain't bout no bread then tell them change the topic
I got good sense, I stay so far away from nonsense