[Intro]
Ayy
It's 7 A.M. in the morning, I been up since 3
Fuck it, I'ma keep going
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Young Pen Griffey
I go to, I go to bat for my n***as
The pun was intended, n***a
Wow, look how I'm livin', n***a
Angels say watch how you spendin', n***a
Devil say cop a new Bentley, n***a
Might as well, quick as you get it, n***a
Made a prediction, n***a
Fortune teller, n***a
Ayy, I got it, yeah, I get it, n***a
You a rappin' contradiction, n***a
Hunnid racks on a sticker
New whip and I'm in it with her
Set it off, this a stick up
'Tiller came to shake shit up
Shakin' that shit up
Then I go put another check in the bank, n***a
Got a lot up on my plate, n***a
Grandma need a new estate, n***a
You a fraud, you a fake, n***a
Can't keep up with the pace, n***a
Get the fuck up out the race, n***a
[Chorus]
Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em lie to you anymore
Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore

[Verse 2]
Ayy, don't let 'em fool you, baby
Gene Snyder, gear shift a n***a
Need a lighter for the spliff, n***a
I pull up in; a street fighter chain, hit a n***a
Now that I got your attention, n***a
Keep my name off your lips, n***a
Hey, just like her, I don't take you serious, n***a
No you can't be serious, n***a
You can't be serious, n***a
I can't even hear it, n***a
Gotta be up on my tier, n***a
You ain't nowhere near, n***a
Young Tiller don't fear a n***a
Ayy, this no joke, no smoke, no mirrors, n***a
Know you seen me last year, n***a
All at Cleveland Cavaliers, n***a
Thoroughbred, I'm a winner
D'USSE in my cup, I feel like Jigga
Wins got me hittin' liquor (faded)
And they got you n***as feelin' bitter (you mad)
Bitch, I been a heavy hitter
But you barely makin' plays, n***a
Fuck it, let me demonstrate, n***a
Home runnin', now I'm safe, n***a
Guess I got what it takes, n***a
Can't keep up with the pace, n***a
Get the fuck up out the race, n***a
[Chorus]
Yeah, pump your brakes, go slow
Pump your brakes, go slow
Just like my shawty, she like it slow
Yeah, and just like her, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em fool you, they blowing smoke
Yeah, they blowing smoke, yeah
Yeah, I heard it all before
Don't let 'em lie to you anymore
Hey, don't let 'em lie to you anymore