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Jack $limez & Siimpson X

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Yeah
Yeah,Yeah
I'm all about the money I don't do no talking
Niggas talking in the studio like they fucken know me, yeah
He's looking at me like there's something wrong with my eyes
I hear a siren the police are coming hide the stash
Niggas trash and the music they dropping needs a hearse
Your music's kinda twisted like my curly hair, check
Don't you compare me with any rapper, my bars are vivid like a Mona Lisa picture on a clipper
These bitches wanna give me hickeys
Catch me painting visions when I am on a dirty mission
Niggas shooting and dissing they busy missing the targets
On top of that I got a bullet proof you cats are wishing
Rappers living double life they told us that they OGs, but they capping moving side ways in a lower level
On a highway moving careful 'cause I wanna conquer
I used to be a heavy dealer selling fucken peanuts
Niggas silly busy buying drip in Piccadilly
The devil hunting me I'm burning demons in the coffin
F*ck a hater, f*ck an enemy
How you gonna manage me when you play with my energy
I gotta be careful this snakes are really frenemies they
give allergies, yugh
I'm really intelligent my flow is like a heavy wrecking ball
She's sucking balls and aiming for the Ballon D'Or like Messi
I don't show no mercy, I rip a beat then I feed it to Freddie he's my hommie
While my neighbors tripping when they fucken reminiscing
These motherfuckers are racist, they take me a to a maze
I'm like Jason I kill it, then I close the gate, yeah
I'm tryna get my name out
I still consider myself underground, very underground
I wanna, I wanna get a car stereo and still do what I do
And not have to um really beat that sound
Seen too many niggas tryna get in a separation
They ain't even in the streets, running different operations
I saw it from the jump and I don't the confirmation
You gotta know know it's cap if I said I smoke on occasions
Cause I'm always on the blunt, I smoke on a daily basis
Tryna stay sober but I'm always intoxicated
Smoking off a loud blunt, my neighbors called the fire station
They wanna talk, they wanna smoke, ain't in the mood for conversations
Now I'm like a predominant, the roof is out falling in
Music reaching out for hands, on God I'll keep holding in
I'm that flower that had grew from the dirt they left me in
Boy they lying if they say glisten bright cause they always dim
Man I been out here grinding, you know we all tryna win
I been seeking peace, the bin is where they had threw it in
That's why I been smoking on that green just let my head spin
Shooting shots single funeral passes reality walks in
Been smoking in my room, listening to notes of mandolin
All these thoughts, I'm tryna blow in a couple minutes
I can go for longer, they can't like WiFi limited
I say this a lot and I can't stop cause we got God given
Tryna get racks, stack it up, leave them for my own children
I'm higher than a ceiling, young boy out there always swishing
For the success, money, happiness and cute bitches
I don't really know what's next upon my own wish list

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