Presto - Pour Another Gla** lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Blu] I feel like a smooth criminal, going through a spiritual phase Cause I give a f** about who individuals praise I stay humble like a lion lying off in the jungle Lost angels turn animals tamed by camera angles and fame Shame came and he offered me gold I'd rather, compose soul till my soul decompose Find me, deep in scrolls rollin' Cheech and Chong chokin' Drinkin' Johnny Walk with me till I'm deep in thoughts Open, leading lost soldiers over the steeps Where they march through the dark streets Eatin' off soft spoken sweet cats sh**, I speak Hulk Holdin' the mic like she never gives me feedback So ease back, less you down to drop a couple dollars on this weed stack Tell your b**h to relax Asking me to introduce 'em to my peeps last Guess she never met Ta'Raach We rock the spot last love, but not least [Hook: Blu] Pour me another gla** of uhh... Let me see, some of that Grand Marnier You can hear it in my raps that I've had a long day But I'mma smash love, till I crash Pour me another gla** of uhh... Let me see, some Courvoisier You can hear it in the rhyme I had a baller(?) day [Verse 2: Blu] Numero uno, Blu no listener, soul prisoner Whole delivery wrote in scrolls of calligraphy [Injure ya?] by the end of the 16, elect on the 1th and 15th Infecting my sh** visually, till it's pristine on the big screen Know I'm pixelated cause n***as ain't as crisp clean With the mic, mean as I am sh** I spit like irons in my fist Cause every word I bust is like fire in a clip And I am a**hole pumping out ish on a daily base Grindin', shinin' in a shady place Feelin' timeless in a daily race Find me sittin' silent with my face in the crates Rhyme on my mind which is always on my money Every single daily day cause ain't a damn thing funny Unless you came to play and I ain't never play the dummy So I came for pay until they take my crown from me [Hook: Blu] I'mma smash love, till I crash Pour me another gla** of uhh... Let me see, some of that Grand Marnier You can hear it in my raps that I've had a long day But I'mma last love, till I crack Pour me another gla** of uhh... What is that? Oh! That blue label Johnny Walker Less you got something harder, on that shelf you can offer [Outro]