Postal

Steady staying on the grind like I'm sposed' to

Might just catch me all around, Like I'm postal, yeah

Anytime I come around, See the smoke too

If you bout it and you down, You can come through, yeah

Steady staying on the grind like I'm sposed' to

Might just catch me all around, Like I'm postal, yeah

Anytime I come around, See the smoke too

If you bout it and you down, You can come through, yeah

I be smoking, I be turnt' up, At the same damn time

I been handling my business, I been taking care of mines

Told the haters and the devil, They can't block my shine

Told the haters and the devil, They can't stop my grind

Just can't get enough, When I'm on it

Even when the road get rough, I'm still rolling

Lil' mama wanna give it up

Then she ending up

Falling hard, like her heart got stolen

She a broad, but her mind been flowing

Got a bitch on the side, but she ain't been hoeing

Got some tears in her eyes, but they ain't been showing

Now you see her all around, Cuz she don't stop going

And they ask, How you got like that

Turn the hustle on, And you never look back

Don't wanna go home, So you hop on the tracks

When the street lights on, Better get your ass back

Before they ship yo ass, right off like a package

Better drop a couple of them bad habits

Ain't nothing wrong with you being a savage

Long as you making some plans and you grab it

Said steady staying on the grind like I'm sposed' to

Might just catch me all around, Like I'm postal, yeah

Anytime I come around, See the smoke too

If you bout it and you down, You can come through, yeah

Steady staying on the grind like I'm sposed' to

Might just catch me all around, Like I'm postal, yeah

Anytime I come around, See the smoke too

If you bout it and you down, You can come through, yeah