Last Call

Yea, warm up!

La-la-la-laaaa, la lala la lalaaaa

Yea, ay yea

Fayettenam

Now I am, hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and

I tell them, here's to

Fayettenam hey

Hey and your glasses and your glasses and your glasses

To the sky is, yea this is the last call for alcohol

This is the "Warm Up"

Yea, look now to the few niggas out there who heard my last shit

Which if I must say so myself that was a classic

I never been the type to ride my own coat tail

But its obvious

Im here to stay, a fucking hotel

I came up,

I warmed up!

The next up,

I blow up!

If you aint peep the trend by now with each rap

I go upLook all he wanted was a deal so when he got it he just faded

But tell me whats a deal when you want to be the greatest?

So Jay I appreciate it, hell of a stepping stone

Wonder if he see it in my eyes

Im trying to get the throne

Wonder if the people know how many nights

I spent alone

Making beats writing rhymes, thinking deep fighting time

Im getting better but wasn't getting younger

And all that time can make the most confident nigga wonder

But never doubt it or allowed that shit to phase me yo

Just switch my thoughts up like the stations on the radio nigga now

I amChorus

Hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and

I tell them, its the

Fayettenam hey

Hey and your glasses and your glasses and your glasses

This is the last call for alcohol

This is the warm up!

So get cha back up off the wall

Verse 2Yea, now may

I never slip up or let my grip up

I know my girl be praying "Lord just keep his pants zipped up!-Now if some groupie bitch is on his dick then make its stiff up, at least give the niggacommon sense to wrap his dick up"

Toast the spliff up, our glasses then sip up,

We fly past they look up

They don't last we give up

They don't blast we clip up then empty

And indeed we hit the target yea these niggas think they the shit and they aint even farted yet

Style incomplete like a garbage ass quarterback

My office is forreal ah fuck sack, niggas getting coffin in the

VilleWay too often and it feels wrong

New York Niggas fuck with me

I got em singing

Ville songs

I guess its only right cuz we grew up singing they shit

BIG shit,

Mase shit,

Nas shit,

Jay shitTime for a

Carolina nigga to take his place with the greats

A slim nigga making bold statement

Ay J. Cole how you do that there?-

I hear you blowing up my nigga

Im like ,true that yea,

In NY but smile everytime

I flew back there

That Carolina,

Fayettenam oh yea my crew back there

I go home been so long they saying, "you back here?-Took a turn for the worst boy don't move back here"

Don't do that!

Yo who that?

He rep the

Ville when he spit it told you he be back with a record deal and he did it

Nigga, fuck spinning on my pivot homie, im finna travel to the reps blow the whistle on me

I got a whole fuckig city that's just sitting on me

But yea it fits on my back , my state is sitting on that

Will I drop?

I think not

I get up while they stop-like a sleeve on tank topsthey aint give it all they got so they flopso hey watch, how

Im finna take their spot

Now im starring and they not-let me show you how to stay hot

I play not man

Im killing em' even your idols feeling em' dog

The same nigga who used to chill in the mall

While they were still in the mall,

I was up there spilling my rap

The hero fighting villians just to put the

Ville on the map

Now I amNow

I am, hey and they ask and they ask and they ask and

I tell them, here's to

Fayettenam hey

Hey and raise your glasses and your glasses and your glasses to the sky and..

This is the last call for alcohol(Talking)