Fuck da Jury

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That's normally how it be
And you just start recording
F*ck da jury
Never not record how about that
Huh
Stop fucking with him man
This money nigga
Wake up early got court in the morning
If he run up on me he a dummy
I be sipping on lean like it's honey
I be seeing my dreams up in person
I be wishing it's different but f*ck it
I be full of that Za so i'm nervous
I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel
Big drip I got caught in the rain
Call my choppa Adele let it sang
If it ain't bout not money let it rang
Got a heart on my shirt came from play
I don't trip off the price I just pay
Don't regret what I did I just pray
F*ck they opinion i'm fucking they bae
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

Jumped in yo bitch like a acrobat
If you really wanna you can have her back
Ain't in to making post or writing back
Catch that lil nigga put em on a flat
I been sipping out the bottle like its similac
I been pushing this ford like a corvette
I got Comme des Garçons as my fabrics
Tired of giving niggas all these passes
I gave bread when it was my last
Couldn't even get a ride when I asked
Making money off zip locks bags
You did what you did
But that shit in the past
I know what I said but we still  on yo ass
A nigga clean but my  piss dirty
Gotta keep a gun f*ck a jury
That nigga a hoe I can tell he scary

Wake up early got court in the morning
If he run up on me he a dummy
I be sipping on lean like it's honey
I be seeing my dreams up in person
I be wishing it's different but f*ck it
I be full of that Za so i'm nervous
I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel
Big drip I got caught in the rain
Call my choppa Adele let it sang
If it ain't bout not money let it rang
Got a heart on my shirt came from play
I don't trip off the price I just pay
Don't regret what I did I just pray
F*ck they opinion i'm fucking they bae
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

Walk in the bank like a bandit
I know you can't stand it
Dead niggas in my pockets blue banded
Niggas ain't street
Gone stand in the grass than
Take yo ass out like a mother fucking trash man
Step Out the trap with some 448's
You would have thought
I was the mother fucking mailman
Trap moving to slow
Start hitting them with some sales than
Yeah you know i'm the mother fucking business man
If I gave you my word I'm a do it than
Real G's f*ck up but get it right back
And do it again I ain't going for shit
Let nigga get me once it won't happen again
I'm still on his top like I work at lids
I was working the clock I was bagging than
Got two straps like John Wick
You move slick I bust shit
On my head I got Eight wicks
Hell yeah Like a Haitian
I want him dead I want him faceless
Close case no traces
Up out the states Now I'm beating my cases
You thought I was gone
So you gone head replaced me
And now that i'm up
I'm a eat in yo face bitch

Wake up early got court in the morning
If he run up on me he a dummy
I be sipping on lean like it's honey
I be seeing my dreams up in person
I be wishing it's different but f*ck it
I be full of that Za so i'm nervous
I be clutching on straps like i'm Urkel
Big drip I got caught in the rain
Call my choppa Adele let it sang
If it ain't bout not money let it rang
Got a heart on my shirt came from play
I don't trip off the price I just pay
Don't regret what I did I just pray
F*ck they opinion i'm fucking they bae
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid
They just mad cause they broke and i'm paid

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