Lyrics:
docking my spot
I stand by what I say, 'cause I'm easy to find
Dates posted every day of the year in bold lines
The more that I roam the more that I'm free
selling
As a juvenile, was a delinquent, niggas was telling
Snitching that's why a couple of my niggas is felons,
Switched up the mission, got to have my
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
time
Maybe if I tried
But that's a sharp line to cross
Fate played me good
It's like playing some chess with a cheat
Hate how I stood
Right by watching
on that stupid shit, more shoe-size than my age
Juvenile, but I'm through crying I just put it all on the page
Literally I'm lyrically the most legendary
the coffin top, I barely survived
But I broke through my grave ripped the pine box seal apart
Head first yelling "maggot break, funkadelic art"
Fear is
slangin' rocks
And holdin' glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You gotta split a top on the regular
Or get plugged in your mug, from a slug, by
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
When times get hard I got no one to hold me down
So I ride with the top down and cruise around town
The boppers in line, cause I been known to be
having babies
Juveniles act wild
Every footstep you take, on every corner there's a crack vial
Pushers, dealers, crackheads are buying
Now the dealer's in
to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think
line we ain't standing all day
Pimp, play off top better believe that dog
And plus we stay strapped ducking short of the law
I run with solid niggaz
Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really
Bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch
Arm hangin', wrist blingin', just stuntin' and shit
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin', ya bitch
B.
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
Don't wan' waste your time
Baby ain't no lie
Could be U N I tonight
Don't be juvenile
Let's not do the signs
Do you wan' be mine tonight?
You could
to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think
comin wit dat drama that you can't even duck
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you can't even duck
Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car stopper
I tote this
When times get hard I got no one to hold me down
So I ride with the top down and cruise around town
The boppers in line, cause I been known to be
Who I be OGLP I grab my before I step out in the streets
J's On My line let's eat I keep a lot of paper on me
A freak giving me top in the front seat
Yeah
Y'all sleeping on me like I'm singing lullabies
I could write a million lines but you'll never really know what's going on in my life
A bunch
from a juvenile
I was running wild
Cars European but I started on a pedal bike
And I can never be a racist uhhh
But I was outside daily getting rid
to bring the punch lines man I crunch rhymes
Im young el Dorado but that's sometimes
Thats why for most of it im tongue tied
Im come from the tree tops
juvenile
I took you with me on a drill to see my lifestyle
It's all I know, and since we did that, we relate more now
You put my life onna line for some
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