Stylin’ lyrics

[Hook]
Im stylin'...
I dont wanna come home, I dont wanna come down homie yes..
Im flyin;
I dont wanna turn round, dont make me stop now, now
Im high man
Man i'll never come back, once im off, thats that, I keep
I keep climbin', uh huh coz im... stylin'...

Verse:
Blow the place with the speakers, sound is poundin in em
Wit the glow in ya face, I know, how you found the rhythm
Off the ground when the bass loud, feelin faint now
You dropped 10 down, well... so there's no escape now
Straight dancin & jiggin, wiggin like a gism
_movin like ya pillin, & killin it precision
But ya vision is all wrong, ya so gone
Free lines of coke and speed dog, its all love
But hold up, I can't feel my face yall
Sooo messed up, but damn its feelin great yall
Feel the rush & effects of the 8 ball
Stepp to soul beats, but groove like u hearin Dance Hall
Your an as*h*le.. your sexy and I looove ya
Its not euphoria, its loveforallofya
& too much of this leads to para-noi-a
& you'll still be on the sh*t, like raver when ya 40 brah, im warnin ya
[Hook]
Im stylin'...
I dont wanna come home, I dont wanna come down homie yes..
Im flyin;
I dont wanna turn round, dont make me stop now, now
Im high man
Man i'll never come back, once im off, thats that, I keep
I keep climbin', uh huh coz im... stylin'...