Won't fight so I runaway cross lines
To the bump of a young man's tempo
Made songs that'd blow your minds eye
Neil young and a band I rocked home
Played drums in the land of cold ice
Substance good enough for labels
Motown sound dope let's get signed
Guess no get jailed for the halo
But a poison surfaced through all of this
A white thread of a man cover accomplishments
Be cool, be slim, get confident
It washed over the moral, the common sense
Gold nuggets that I spent come get it
The funk punk came at an old kings habit
Calling it tragic, balling in practice
Power of powders magic, cocaine
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Yo you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm Mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal
I think I'm made for this kind of relationship
The base of which is odd
But It made my bed
And made me sleep alone
But it paid my rent
Buying half a loaf but still I'm making bread
D-D-Damn I'm getting far
Check the extra cars
Just to spend as large
As I sin
Burning 7k a week
Just to ingest in peace
Asses cheek to cheek
Watch me win
But a day came
When they had to place their bets
And like a bey blade
Wondering for how long I'd spin
And when it's against
Death then I'm sure I'd win
When I face what I'm addicted to I'm scared as shit
But by the day break
All 'em knew what shit I'm in
It was a rape case
And I'm going down for this
But what do they think?
Shit all my legacy is
To be the best Chappelle sketch that ever lived
I'm Rick James
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Oh you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal
Won't fight so I runaway cross lines
To the bump of a young man's tempo
Made songs that'd blow your minds eye
Neil young and a band I rocked home
Played drums in the land of cold ice
Substance good enough for labels
Motown sound dope let's get signed
Guess no get jailed for the halo
But a poison surfaced through all of this
A white thread of a man cover accomplishments
Be cool, be slim, get confident
It washed over the moral, the common sense
Gold nuggets that I spent come get it
The funk punk came at an old kings habit
Calling it tragic, balling in practice
Power of powders magic, cocaine
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Yo you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm Mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal
I think I'm made for this kind of relationship
The base of which is odd
But It made my bed
And made me sleep alone
But it paid my rent
Buying half a loaf but still I'm making bread
D-D-Damn I'm getting far
Check the extra cars
Just to spend as large
As I sin
Burning 7k a week
Just to ingest in peace
Asses cheek to cheek
Watch me win
But a day came
When they had to place their bets
And like a bey blade
Wondering for how long I'd spin
And when it's against
Death then I'm sure I'd win
When I face what I'm addicted to I'm scared as shit
But by the day break
All 'em knew what shit I'm in
It was a rape case
And I'm going down for this
But what do they think?
Shit all my legacy is
To be the best Chappelle sketch that ever lived
I'm Rick James
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Oh you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal
Won't fight so I runaway cross lines
To the bump of a young man's tempo
Made songs that'd blow your minds eye
Neil young and a band I rocked home
Played drums in the land of cold ice
Substance good enough for labels
Motown sound dope let's get signed
Guess no get jailed for the halo
But a poison surfaced through all of this
A white thread of a man cover accomplishments
Be cool, be slim, get confident
It washed over the moral, the common sense
Gold nuggets that I spent come get it
The funk punk came at an old kings habit
Calling it tragic, balling in practice
Power of powders magic, cocaine
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Yo you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm Mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal
I think I'm made for this kind of relationship
The base of which is odd
But It made my bed
And made me sleep alone
But it paid my rent
Buying half a loaf but still I'm making bread
D-D-Damn I'm getting far
Check the extra cars
Just to spend as large
As I sin
Burning 7k a week
Just to ingest in peace
Asses cheek to cheek
Watch me win
But a day came
When they had to place their bets
And like a bey blade
Wondering for how long I'd spin
And when it's against
Death then I'm sure I'd win
When I face what I'm addicted to I'm scared as shit
But by the day break
All 'em knew what shit I'm in
It was a rape case
And I'm going down for this
But what do they think?
Shit all my legacy is
To be the best Chappelle sketch that ever lived
I'm Rick James
Flowers passing by
Money making highs
Oh you must succeed
Become the super freak
Wanted to know how
I never slow down
Hop in let's go I'll
Show you the deal
High on my own fame
Driving the wrong way
Runaway freight train
Loving the thrill
Living to let go
I'm mr tempo
Color me retro
Go for the kill
Hop in a new ride
Crash it a few times
Checking if I'm high
Are you for real?
I'm Rick James, bitch
Realer than real
I'm Rick James, bitch
I'll show you the deal