Middle Child by King JAN Lyrics
[Intro]
Ah!
Playing With Fire 4
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you man are gassed lay off the pedal
Get off my dick and get on my level
I'm back on the road, I’m tapping my horns
I'm tapping my horns so watch for the devil
I'm blowing off steam, you turned on the kettle
I’m carrying heat, I'm made out of metal
Sleep on me for any much longer your funeral just gone be you and your pillows
The time is N-O-W, N-O-W
You just don't K-N-O-W, or your too S-L-O-W
To know I'm B-L-O-W I-N-G U-P right under you
J-A-N don't be them other dudes
J-A-N he beat them other dudes
Ain't come here to be no number two
Well take that back I'm the shit and
Your bitch fall for me like quicksand
I told that bitch I'm like Mo Farah
I just work better with distance
I put in overtime, I go over lines, I ain’t organized
Fuck a 9-5, dodged a suit and tie, I get scrutinized but it’s cool I'm fine I
What if I was to die and met the devil in heaven, and hell had my reverend
Or there was just nothing at all, and we wish the times that we had were more cherished
And they say that life sweet like cherry pie
But this shit like primary cause you don’t know who said what or
What was who and who is you and
You is me and I is you?
No wonder as kids were confused
When the sky turn pink and the fields turn blue
And you thought she thick but she stick like glue
And she thought your rich but your gram ain't you
Look, life is a female dog on mute
That mean there ain't no roof, that mean the sky is the limit
Inspire your vision, brudda enlarge your view
But who in the fuck am I, long road ahead. long way to climb
And you see that I never look side to side
One eye on my step as I eye the prize
And for me money just on the side like fries
I really love this shit, look how I does this shit
I just pray that a couple people love this shit and relate to me like I'm their cuz or shit yeah
[Refrain]
I just put some ammy in my blunt
Running through these marijuana fields
All that other shit is getting flushed
I don’t need nobody in my ear
Foot in on their neck ain't letting up
Leave their body imprint on the field
Give my blood and tears but not a fuck
Playing with fire 4 is getting real
Ah!
Playing With Fire 4
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you man are gassed lay off the pedal
Get off my dick and get on my level
I'm back on the road, I’m tapping my horns
I'm tapping my horns so watch for the devil
I'm blowing off steam, you turned on the kettle
I’m carrying heat, I'm made out of metal
Sleep on me for any much longer your funeral just gone be you and your pillows
The time is N-O-W, N-O-W
You just don't K-N-O-W, or your too S-L-O-W
To know I'm B-L-O-W I-N-G U-P right under you
J-A-N don't be them other dudes
J-A-N he beat them other dudes
Ain't come here to be no number two
Well take that back I'm the shit and
Your bitch fall for me like quicksand
I told that bitch I'm like Mo Farah
I just work better with distance
I put in overtime, I go over lines, I ain’t organized
Fuck a 9-5, dodged a suit and tie, I get scrutinized but it’s cool I'm fine I
What if I was to die and met the devil in heaven, and hell had my reverend
Or there was just nothing at all, and we wish the times that we had were more cherished
And they say that life sweet like cherry pie
But this shit like primary cause you don’t know who said what or
What was who and who is you and
You is me and I is you?
No wonder as kids were confused
When the sky turn pink and the fields turn blue
And you thought she thick but she stick like glue
And she thought your rich but your gram ain't you
Look, life is a female dog on mute
That mean there ain't no roof, that mean the sky is the limit
Inspire your vision, brudda enlarge your view
But who in the fuck am I, long road ahead. long way to climb
And you see that I never look side to side
One eye on my step as I eye the prize
And for me money just on the side like fries
I really love this shit, look how I does this shit
I just pray that a couple people love this shit and relate to me like I'm their cuz or shit yeah
[Refrain]
I just put some ammy in my blunt
Running through these marijuana fields
All that other shit is getting flushed
I don’t need nobody in my ear
Foot in on their neck ain't letting up
Leave their body imprint on the field
Give my blood and tears but not a fuck
Playing with fire 4 is getting real