shut down

horns and shit
(maybe get omar to scratch a chorus)

sun beamin on a nigga when i'm steppin out
leanin on a fresh pair of sneakers for the weekend
and i'm feelin so professional, shoulda never let him out
now he bout to shut a town down when he get around

loud as i wanna sound, pound on the summer ground
stand out as an up and comer when he inna crowd
damn yo i love it when i summon up a little proud
rumble in my stomach as i hustle on the underground

surfacin to let it out, humble but a brotha
got a purpose when he workin bigger than another couple rounds
hunh struggle for the butter til he figure out
how to feel good with the little that they givin out

and still stay original, and he really would
live it up in the cut if they ever let his spirit loose
til then though i make my own miracles
jason straight while the game stay spherical

log off, reboot and rebound
cuz we comin through to shut the shit down
stay grindin, never i back down
and when the time comin i'm shuttin the shit down
work it out, sun up to sun down
then we back at it, we shuttin the shit down
leave haters behind in dust clouds
my grind don't stop til the place shut down
shut down, we shuttin the shit down
d-down to ground, we shuttin the shit down

never clown around when it's coming to the greenery
not the tea or reefer, the one that people thievin
the one that's keepin people workin p.m. to the p.m.
and it keep us dreamin bout the ceilin on a b.m.

schemin on how to turn paupers into playas
then playas into g.m.'s, g.m.'s into martyrs
feedin mothers and the daughters, but see it's gettin harder
so i chase paper like the money was a vodka

and i'm shuttin down the bar, son, runnin outta oj
it's okay, jay sawn just get his dough straight
yea yea callin that a money shot
sonny steady runnin til the hunger in his tummy stop

his brother got a summer job, and his mother got another spot
not until his father can afford to give his daughter
something more than just a bummy watch, so i keep my runnin socks
on as i hustle like a motherfucka pumpin rocks


try to stack a little bit of cheddar in his bank account
so he can be the cat that his family will brag about
stance as i glance the scenery and really he
feelin pretty peachy,
even presidential
see him joint chiefin on the reefer kinda sneakin