The WatcherZ - HoneyJackFlow lyrics

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The WatcherZ - HoneyJackFlow lyrics

[Hook: Mike Check] We sippin on that honey jack Sippin, lifestyle different, on that honey jack Sippin, Keep it neat and just listen when u done wit that Tip it, Fill up ur flask or pour u up another gla** And run this back We sippin on that Honey Jack Sippin, lifestyle different Keep it neat when u make it, gratification instant Envision, dos equis and Clinton coversatin Just paintin the picture to give u an image [Verse 1: Mike Check] Liftin these burdens wit that cup of somethin burnin That not vodka, that not bourbon, thats that sh** tho im for certain Thats for pleasure, but its workin, after plenty hours I mean like twenty hours straight of workin many jobs I write my sh**, recite my sh**, mix my sh**, flip into script Then shoot that vid, edit wit G, i like that scene, use more of that clip Not lookin forward to tomorrow and that 9 to 5 Then clockin out but clockin in to work this 5 to 9 Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle hard They put me in these hunger games ain't no one safe, im fukin starved Put out some dope sh** like this i just might be bumpin ya'll Put out some dope sh** like this my sh** must be rubbin off Bandwagon b**hes in my whip they throwin bras round Tossin red paint out the back b**h this our town Buzzin, so motherfuk'em and their offers now Gra**roots movement so we gon do this here on our grounds I need that, vindication, pa** u that inspiration Rountable wit gla**es, but pa** me that spliff adjacent Family up on the history channel for movin liquors Bootleggers that ran the show made a k**in durin prohibition Them boats, would float under the dock and lift that moonshine Thru a trap dooor in the floor of the restaraunt Til Grandpop got shot in a deal gone wrong It ain't no mystery, but thats where i stop, u need not know no more Which, brings me back this gla** that i throw my sorrows in Gotta bring it tomorrow, fuk what tomorrow brings Comes to this journey wouldn't trade it, not for a thing Comes to these bars i got that goods, what u bartering Some ill natured feelings that u been harboring Probly not good for ya artistry or your marketing Check the crowd rockin to see my audience b**h But just look up in the sky to see what im targeting But im in limbo between two worlds that i can go Should i break'em off wit that single, or just go hard and k**'em wit that brita flow And im on the fence yo, and my pencils yellin let go Of the stress just free ur mental and go spit that manifesto Found that freedom, and im never leavin I like both sides of the game, why would i choose between'em So i do me until my last Pull up a chair, puff puff and pa**, grab u a gla**, cuz now we sippin on that [Hook: Mike Check] We sippin on that honey jack Sippin, lifestyle different, on that honey jack Sippin, Keep it neat and just listen when u done wit that Tip it, Fill up ur flask or pour u up another gla** And run this back We sippin on that Honey Jack Sippin, lifestyle different Keep it neat when u make it, gratification instant Envision, dos equis and Clinton coversatin Just paintin the picture to give u an image