Lyrics Futuristic – Jam
Text:
Yuh, yuh
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Sittin’ play tunes, make plans (Jam)
Papa always playin’ with the bands
Got a lotta fans in the stands
Gotta shake hands when I get a chance
Come back to the crib make a hit in my Vans (Jam)
Yo (Jam)
Who would have thought this? I did (I did)
Who would have bought this? My crib (My crib)
Who didn’t sleep? Oh, you countin’ sheep?
We live in a dream, I don’t close my eyelids
All my people get to live the life
Every moment precious like I’m 95
I was only four in ’95, I recorded on the mic
Watchin’ Jordan, tryna get up in my Nikes
I’m about to go green eggs with the ham
Parents made Spam in the pan for the fam
I’m about to blow on a track
‘Bout to bring the cul-de-sac raps
When I used to piss in my pants
Feel like Peter Pan ’cause I’m never growin’ up
Neverland Ranch, whoa, let me slow it up
I still got juice in my cup, but I gotta mix it up
This jam from the back of the bus, woo
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Yo, huh
Back on my shit, back at the crib (You know?)
Outlandish spit, clownin’ you only means that you my friend, you end it at ten
I’m single as fuck but you gotta get back to your kids, we in the den
Playin’ the Super Nintendo, blow indo then dig through the fridge
Me and my niggas been through things, switch the mood ring
Got some poontang, wifed up a lil’ boo thang
Copped the new chain, livin’ life out of a suitcase
Took six X’s, fell asleep on the pool table
Did a few shows too drunk to remember
Walk through the snow just to smoke in the winter
Used to eat lunch, alcohol be the dinner
Cracking jokes with the bros, read quotes from the Twitter (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Me and my homies all jam (Jam)
Jam
Jam
