Belly Full

[Verse 1: Blu]

Suh-woop, swoop

Belly full, heavy on the wool, cheeba

Heaven on cool, FM on ya dual speakers

Roof missin' with some cut, sitting plush

Sitting up in them trucks when niggas is whippin', sus

Dust niggas, split a blunt, Dutch with vanilla Clarks

Lit up with her denim art, bending hearts

Bitch, it's more than just a dick, it's a feeling

System in the park, I was killing

Touched a sister in her heart, I was healing

Pick your part, shoot your darts right, fuck a reptilian

Got niggas pushing hearses, we pushing verses

(That's whats up, aiyyo) Lincoln Continental, Delta service

[Verse 2: MED]

Time traveling life through sound passages

Town champions

Surrounds pound for the Crown, count 'em in

Bounce from the Crown Victoria, Magnolia brim

Cover the tint lenses, 'script rigid

Fit but its fitted, under linen cloth

Minutes off, back in 'em in the park

Women learn to 'stend, I commend the thought

Phone her friend, let her pick her part

In it, sark, get the bread, Med heavy on the starch

Chevy on the front lawn, parked, spark clear leafs

Let it breathe, brief

For the prestige feeling, let ya ears feast

I be on the crease, sharp with a dip

Like arms in the sleeve, nigga came from the pits

Nick drop from the backseat, tell 'em where to get

Chauffeured over, behind tints, sipping Bourb'

Easy on the turns...

I almost spilled my shit ("Aheh!")

Slow down ("Hey man, slow it down!")

[Verse 3: Jack Spade aka Donel Smokes]

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

We cruising, '88 Delta, black, bruising

Tan with the burgundy seats, twisting a susan

Smoke while I'm rolling

Park, the Cheech chokin'

Spark like fireworks, the samurai shogun, slicin'

Rap blows like Tyson and his youngin

Banjo shoot nigga while the strings is strumming

Black Sabada, African Ensenada

In it for a little bit more, the whole enchilada

Roll with me, chop it up, go half on a fifty

Petrol, fuck the metro

Let's go, sample clepto

Double dice swinging from the rear view

Add it up, 12-12, speaking like the Emir do

I'm at Jumu'ah, tryna follow the Sunnah

Making salat, tryna keep my deen over duyna

Inshallah

[Refrain: sample]

We are too late for love

Too late for love

We are too late for love

Could we ever go back to the times we sat on the bench in the park in love?

Would ya say goodbye...

To I tears that I see? Could it be, that it's me?

And the days of my life with you –

Have they gone away?

Too late for love

We are too late for love

[outro beat interlude]