The Start Up
Jay Simon
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Been in my bag like I'm s'posed to Carry the weight of the whole crew Nothing I possibly owe you Eyes on me when I stroll through She feeling risky like hoes do I'm finna blow through the whole room I eat the pussy like soul food Must've mistaked me for ole dude Roll through the city like Joe do Quit telling me crimes that your bro do He said it I hope he can show to We work on our craft and we spark a lot Y'all taking pics in the parking lot I sat on the bench for a minute to get it Got better and earned me a starting spot I ain't just with it at night lil nigga We really don't care if it's dark or not My idols been hurting my heart a lot My fear just be making it hard to plot Hard to break out like an otter box Death finna bring me the hottest box Puffy and Biggie ran shit in the 90's Now me and my niggas want all the guap F*ck I look like with an Audemar? Whipping and switching in different cars Women be itching got different broads Crazy I might not be here tomorrow Loving today and I fear tomorrow I never know when my demons call I'm on the edge of the meanest fall Niggas young but I promise we seen it all Just getting started I got some dearly departed I don't do the talking I put the pressure where heart is 'Cause I come the hardest I ain't like no regular artist Don't waste my time with the nonsense Or typical topics She like what she see so she popping Calling me papa Don't mean ima offer You nada These bitches be part of the problem But Been in my bag like I'm s'posed to Carry the weight of the whole crew Nothing I possibly owe you Eyes on me when I stroll through She feeling risky like hoes do I'm finna blow through the whole room I eat the pussy like soul food And I gotta bib on I need a milli in cash And a baddie to flip on Bong just to rip on Burning my lungs Boy it's gotta be sum in these rillos Life should be simple Come to the party with bitches They ain't get the memo My dawg be ready to fight any stranger That's looking his way So he stay in the kennel We was so little (Huh) Ricio told me to rap we would search instrumentals Ever since then I been up hitting beats late at night While they already hitting the pillow I use the whip as rental I use the room as a booth Now I'm just letting it loose Niggas don't know what to do I got too much to prove And got to much to lose So I Been in my bag like I'm s'posed to Carry the weight of the whole crew Nothing I possibly owe you Eyes on me when I stroll through She feeling risky like hoes do I'm finna blow through the whole room I eat the pussy like soul food
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