Lyrics:
and salmonella
Hard on the surface but you soft inside armadilla
Remember when my cousin told me hey I'm a dealer
Told him shake the bullshit outta ya circle like
this ain't that
My bro keep his jam
So he got jammed
My money could never fall off
Bitch I'll be damned
Who you checking on
I ain't checking in
Fuck
a little deeper to scratch the surface
Maybe then you'll understand your purpose
Now reflecting on the game kid i have to say
Much love to the one Jam
a mansion
They must suffer, I will still have a bashment
Hit me with a cross but I'm still here dancin'
Everything coco curry like a champion
In a jam
But I'm writing tonight
I got a jam jar of wine i'm rolling smokes
Spitting bars to myself with a swollen throat
Sitting out by the river
Catching
the streets
I was cryin' with my thugs, both hands up going
This my jam
I'ma make it rain when I bawl
Got me wishin' for a flood, wishin' for a flood
They
commercial bitch
And I'm in my bag like Herschel's bitch
This go so much deeper than the surface is
Take my mind off, my sight off
The price to get ahead in
a working person
I put in work, I work with purpose
I get it there, on the water, air, the surface
You feel the impact? Niggas yeah it's working
Listen
The misdemeanor catcher comin back at cha
for the long ride, as we return to the wrongside
[El Da Sensai]
Out to burn, rackin paints by the sack to provide
tracks
be the bigger person, so annoyed by little things
You more just on the block, I'm more Jimmy Kimmel stage
I'm more Rolling Loud, Summer Jam, radio play
what? TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked,
floor (Floor) aye (Aye)
Painkiller papi, now they know he name
Another day, another pregnancy scare
Getting older by the second I fear
In past years was
of my bases
Run it in, I got no patience
You see me all through these phases
A ranger you see with the power
My body been shine by the hour
Yeah-yuh,
Show up with a purpose
A couple verses
Roll out the hearses
Pick a casket if you want it
Put it where you worship
Barely scratched the surface
of
Worthless. Not reaching your soul purpose
Want to get to the core but only scratching the surface, uh
High speed chase got traffic jam from trapping
No
deep under the surface with me
'Cause that's where all the cool fish happens
Where the yachts and cruise ships crashing, no capping
So come on down
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm
dirty
Ate my flesh
And killed my mental
She forgot I bet you
Wrist cut up in sections
Why I stress
If I'm blessed
By all this action
That friends saw
Well here I am, here I am, my feet flam
As I escape the jam, walking Kaurna land
I travel light, day or night, I never get a fright
Whatever
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Disney card
Wrote “best wishes,” and “kisses” where she signed it
3 feet by 2 feet, I coulda hid behind it
I didn’t like the pity from Christina Li
deaded
Hearses ready where the vultures headed
Smoker's section, copacetic
Keep the surface ready i think I'm Turkoglu
Every purchase was purposeful
Burn
to the surface
Everything is picture perfect
Dog I wouldn't change a thing, got these niggas hatin' me
Never once did they judge me when I couldn't make it rain
If
surface
These radio rappers are rhyming but nervous
Cus corporate execs, keep them in check
Controlling what goes in their verses, not me
I say what i want
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