Lyrics:
eyes feel her window pain
Married to da streets this that widow pain
Black carcass on da ground bleedin' from the brain
Cuttin' crack wit a razor
the game
Mutated another strain and sent it viral
No quarantine can contain it's arrival
You have been blessed by the god you should hold no other idle
I do
slip in the clip
They in check, are they gettin' you hit? (CHECK!)
I get a check from the shit that I kick (hahaha)
My left hands when in the air,
drums
my tounge got english, spin words, got you thinking, my name j brown, play my sound, any weekend
I'm dope from the target, started with a template,
Sky-sky-sky
I've been at it for a while,
Yeah im out here with the gang
We be smoking
Pot-pot-pot
But she was like oh my
God-god-god
Hit her from the back
Cuz
Back to ma old self , god save me
Plenty of problems that are ready to face me
All the girls that I loved , k , J , L , C
Or new ones that come in
right open
I was down praying alot, hit the top and left him back coping
You'd think a decent human could talk to you without hoping a thing gone come
and verbs
Or maybe Auntie's gardening
It's funny how the softest hearts get hardened
Like La Di Da till they target him
Still it's pardon me for this part
it
What I speak moving mountains
I can see em by the thousands
Got me feeling so astounded
Other artists dumbfounded
I gotta maintain
I'm on my own
on dank
She gon crazy i cant say it where
I got cop tryna catch me from my mail
I cant leave the crib without this loaded steel yfr
Mama said dont trust
gone song like glee
hit da bank I ain’t worried bout a fee
smoke my opps
I aint worried bout a thing
one man band
I aint worried bout a team
own my shit
only...leave the credit at the door,
It's imbedded gotta dead if da cheddar ain't in store,
I was wondering.....how many licks you suckas take
Before you woosies
Hey big J
Did you read the headlines today
Some are sayin' that it's very odd
People killing for the love of god
Stop drop roll listen
If you
are.By the way we pull up in our cars.
Bass be Bumping caveman bars, all thanks to my A&R.
We the best, and it's been by far. Venom It's spelling from my
wack
How the fuck did I even want you, I must was on crack
How the fuck did you turn from a snack to big in the back
You might've got me back then baby
[Verse One]
This is fo my lowridas hit'n them switches
Getting booty calls from them big booty bitchs
You Spit that real shit you best stand by
these other rappers lame
Only thing they rapping about is they watches and they chain
I'm a beast with it, that's why I'm finna run da south
I been
time drinking
You wanna come with me
We ain't sitting
Roll the weed
You wanna fly out
But Rome don't hit it
Rivera shopping
But the tags still popping
in the band
Gotta a little handful
If you can handle one hundred
Push through the pain, I don't run from it
Deep in the valley, I come from it
Taught
the Juggaknots
If you know the deal then you gots to keep it real... far away
Secluded from my vision on the hush
and any effort towards rebuttal leads
Stop texting first, you won't hear from them again
Shit get worse, you'll get murked
Talk behind my back you supposed to be my friend
Like How that
night
Yo' nigga can't get enough, he keep comin' back fo more
I be gettin' head from hella hoes like it's whack-a-mole
I ain't with that lovey-dovey shit,
Jayy you know
Yea
Look, It's ya boy Reem Da Illist
Back on my arsenal
I been thru so much shit
If you reminisce
You would even know
And lot of these
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
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