[Lyric] Rest Area (Left Lane Didon)

[Intro]
Yo, it's Episode Three
JLVSN
Immobiliare, get the money (Get the money)
That's well known (That's well known nigga)
Yo gather 'round real quick, I'm finna show y'all something (Come on)

[Verse]
Yo, peep
It's getting live, every two minutes I'm in the blinds
Every time Dick and Harry hitting my line
I'm gifted with digits, this shit divine
Fidget spinners, merit of blender
You midgets beginners are getting dinner
Now I'm finna, create space, I'm Lilard
Tab, I enter
You can't [?] it, trash elixir
My hand is injured from slapping all my past contenders
I flash the Desert at your melon dawg, don't cash the embers
We don't lease, we the lenders since you can't remember
I'm past the vendor
I'm Vito, I'm past Clemenza
By happenstance the MAC was stashed in the glass credenza
My rap advanced like I lamped in the pad with Dilla
Was jamming zilla and the priest, you wasn't pampers nigga
I'm pampered nigga, I get back rubs and I don't ask her nigga
Nigga I don't give a fuck if your jam was bigger
On the mount to a hill or beams if you mad or bitter
Immobilare La Familia, get familiar
You get pilfered if it get bewildered
Nigga go on and reconsidered or get your whole shit reconfigured
Red lobster, we got the cheese with biscuits
Looking for that clean beginning
Now I know how Sheriff was feeling or 3K when that rain breached the ceiling
My aim was to feed the children
Out in Memphis it looked bleak, we Malik the dealings
I'm Raphael Saadiq, sleep, these hoes weeping nigga
I'm good, I don't need the change; keep it nigga
[Outro]
Fuck it, it's a wrap for Episode Three, I'm chilling
C'mon y'all
C'mon man let's get the fuck outta here yo
Yo cut the lights out man, the camera's on
Tell the staff to go home
Where the lady that got a little clicker thing at?
C'mon, we out y'all