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Lil Jay Wop

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‘02, ‘02
I ain’t cripping or a blood, I rock the red with the blue
All of you be riding waves, you needa’ find something new
All this skill that’s in my temple
Only if you knew
Damn
My knowledge gained changed my whole perception
Wanted jewelry, cars, clothes
That’s a misconception
I ain’t like the rest of people
I don’t need acception
Tryna’ help my family out by collecting concession
But ones throwing shots can’t stop me
Everything I do or wear, I see the next nigga copy
Boy Blanco keep it buzzing like a hotel lobby
They don’t like me cause I’m humble but I walk like I’m cocky
Black man, but just know I ain’t the typical
Got “Lil” in my name so they think that I ain’t so lyrical
The day you outrap me , that’ll really be a miracle
And you don’t want the smoke, so I don’t expect nothing physical
Yeah
All eyes on me
Yeah
All eyes on me
Got all eyes on me
Yeah
They be like
“African, he must be an immigrant”
“And his rapper friends, they’re so fucking ignorant!”
“I’m not very fond of his pigment”
Y’all niggas talk behind my back, I call that whispering
Chit chat, this that, is what you niggas do
Y’all be acting like some bitches
Ya’ll just say, and never do
Couple niggas used to rock with, but they had to meet the boot
Ain’t no niggas but day ones that’s in my fucking crew yuh
Make ya mind up
Y’all niggas hella fake
It’s like the doctors made you from the leftovers of Nicki’s cake
But I’m back and it’s forever
Had to take a lil’ break
Yes, I’m back and I’m better
I just got my mind straight, yeah
Got the drip, but I ain’t Ric Flair
Better look over your shawty
She be stopping to stare
Ain’t no dog inside my house, but you better beware
And I ain’t coming outside, cause I ain’t Pierre
Shoutout Baby, in my home cause I don’t f*ck with niggas
You should know that I don’t wanna make my circle bigger
They’ll try to shoot you in the back, don’t let ‘em touch the trigger
That goes for fake niggas, and fucking gold diggers
People change
I don’t need no hoes
And I won’t stop blowing O’s ‘till I fucking overdose
And I mean that
Niggas testing us
Have you seen that?
He said he pulled on the mob
Man, you believe that?
Man, that’s funny as hell
When they bring up ya name, that shit rings no bells
Let me know the day that Lil Woppo takes an L
The only L that I could take is if I’m going to hell
That’s two tho
Grinding ‘till I get my mom a lambo with the two doors
That’s the day my haters gotta give me all the kudos
Went from the earth to mars like my name is fucking Bruno
Yeah, well you know
Aye, turning up the parties
Flowing on a beat, and just know I’m just getting started
Bumping Weezy everyday like I am from New Orleans
Don’t be calling me rapper
Bitch it’s Lil Jay Wop the artist
Yeah
Can’t forget the past, but that’s the past day, yeah
I’ma lead my team straight to the pathway
Niggas must be having such a bad day
She got no ass, ugly face
That’s a sad case
Didn’t mean to be that cruel
They go’n be like “Jaywop, who the f*ck you do that to?”
Lil’ shawty tryna’ show me what her backbone do
No L’s on this side, hope you know we can’t lose yuh
Worry ‘bout ya future
Not being the next me
I’m not even up yet my nigga, I’m resting
Ones that got shooked, thats just their lesson
And I be in the ghetto like I’m Elvis Presley
But you wasn’t
Why you fronting?
Everybody got designer, man that’s nothing
Why you bluffing?
Now you stuntin?
Man, make sure ya momma plate got something nigga
They put fake friends before family, sadly
And when all that money blows, you go’n need em badly
Niggas dickride like ya boys is your daddy
And they don’t even hide it, they be publicizing gladly
Yeah, better find your life
‘Bout to hit the real world, get ya shit right
Claim they moving weight, but that shit is looking light
And you can’t be heard in this world if you don’t fight
So just fight for ya self
Do what’s right for ya self
Look for betters days
Try to find the light for yourself
We all have to find a husband or a wife for ourself
It’s all you
You gotta find the life for ya self, yeah
In some years, we go’n be running the game
And the haters are the ones y’all can blame
I just hope I just get treated the same
Cause in years, y’all go’n be on the same thing

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