Grimy Shit
Jbill
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Black Air Forces, I might have to hit a lick Ya chick look gorgeous, I might have to hit that bitch I move, stay cautious, they don't wanna see me win They rather hate, but when I'm up they say that we were friends Get the f*ck out, smoking this weed I'm boutta bug out Whole team packed in this bitch, feel like a dug out They stepped on me when I was down, I be like what now Youngins killing youngins I tell em to put the guns down My man just called me, he told me brodie let's get it All these SP rappers I'm asking where is my credit Cause they all wanted to clown me when I dropped my first track They say they want that first tape flow, well tell em Bird's back And your chick keep calling, I might have to curve that Can't trust em, you might try to find out where I lurk at My oldhead slinging that dope, yea he had to serve that Other oldhead hooked on that soap, and he throw them percs back And these youngins doing the same, man I swear it's a shame Getting face tats, drinking lean, for the buzz and some fame But me, I just do it for the love of the game I ain't even gotta write, sometimes it comes from the brain And then I pop off, I get you high, bitch this that rock salt Diss me on a track, I diss back and knock ya block off The addy fucked me up yea that shit was given me lock jaw But that shit tempting cause theres homies that I could cop off That's fucked up, you wanna battle you got some tough luck Who want what? If there's beef I'm swinging like nunchucks They talk a lotta game but they never wanna run up You dumb fucks, whole team eating like it's a lunch truck I bag em, tie the man down and then I drag em My shit stay hot, spitting fire like I'm a dragon This my spot, I call the plays just like it's Madden Make it in the game my wish granted just like Aladdin My man Matt, told me keep going and stay focused I told em that I got it, cause honestly Jay's chosen Rapping like an assassin has been my main focus And it's time to give you classics, make sure that ya brain's woken Bitch wake up, you coming down, I'm on my way up I stay up, cause I be working to get my pay up You lame fucks, make the same music man it don't make sense I do this shit 100% you more like eight tenths I was 15 wanting digits to see Copping eighths for 30 then go flip em fifty a piece Started focusing on rapping, learn to spit it with ease I spit a sixteen, take ya chick and then I'm flicking her bean We get it your mean, momma said to get a degree But I'm cheating myself doing school instead of my dream Tryna have my pockets so fat the money splitting the seam My music hits you like a semi with an infared beam I'm gone
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