Can't Punk Me
JID, EarthGang
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I was just a, I was just a, uh I was just a, look at me, uh I was just a poor-ass nigga before I turned into a poet Pro kids kicking the dirt, we playing bust 'em up, throw it Ain't ever been off a flat show, the f*ck is foreign? All of my heroes had zeroes and customers growing Ain't no ho in me, boy, I ain't going Pistol pointin', ribs showing, get the point Try disciplining, niggas disappointed I participated, could've been avoided But they killing niggas, tryna fill the void Filling files in the draw It's a girl, it's a child, it's a boy In the world, tryna drown out the noise You heard that? You like that? You feel that? You do You serve that, make a bird bag, alert pack, the flu, huh Get a knife and get a gun too Hood niggas don't do kung fu By the junk yard, niggas jumped you Pull out the pump, can't punk you Uh, pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch Okay, what's happening, shawty? From the land where the preachers always packing, shawty No, I'm never lacking shawty Pulpit pulls that ratchet Eat your heart out like it's a starving Pitbull Shit, where I'm from, everybody got a tool Kp said, "You post your wins, you got to repeat 'em again and again" But see I was born for greatness, why the hell should I pretend Like I wasn't in the arms of Allah, bear hugging? I fear no man, nor brandish'd steel, here's your fair warning The audacity to think that I surpassed them from Atlanta streets You must be crazy, nah, let's be clear, I'm clairvoyant I never left from Zone 4, bitch, f*ck is a foreign? But I knew I'd drag my nuts across the world 'fore I was touring Europeans raining kisses, out in Paris it was pouring Nigga, I was just Georgia where the gunshots was storming Blocka, blocka, blocka, tell the story To be or not to be dead in the morning If you knew the cage that I was raised in (bitch) Shit, my nigga, then you salute the path (ho) I'm out here blazing (can't punk me, bitch) Guess he thought we'd jump and run 'cause he was pistol waiving (bitch) Motherfucker, f*ck the Devil, boy (ho) I'm from the A, man (bitch) (Punk, lil' punk bitch) Sweep, sweep, mop, mop, wow, great as Dot Been frequenting the gunshot like a movie montage Sip this Teremana, feel it like Dwayne the Rock The way I rock be I-Y-K-Y-K, okay, I kick before I knock This shit is real, real, kill or be killed, no model citizen (no) Suspense, still here with the blue steel, stray from bein' healed (woo) I been stealin' for the pure thrill Runnin' up in buildings like the Grinch in Whoville What's life without adrenaline? Put you on a shirt, now your purge merch, yur (you) Death is freedom, some deserve worse, huh You get me? (Get me), you got me (got me) I don't waste time on a nigga lil' diamond That nigga mean, you mean about proxy I don't really f*ck with these niggas like Gandhi (What's up? Yeah-yeah) What's up, nigga? Try me, lot of this shit just lucky timing (What's up? Yeah-yeah) What's up, nigga? Try me, broad day brawl and the blood look shiny (What's up? Yeah-yeah) What's up, nigga? I can always sniff out a f*ck nigga Underdog, I'ma upset the front runner Bark big but a bite is a bit bigger Okay, pull out the pump, can't punk me Crocodile Dundee, Doco-dile Dundee Knockin' out front teeth niggas is way too sensitive Touchy, niggas is aunties, ah, must be havin' they monthly Hate it all you want, only Heaven can judge me I just be puttin' shit bluntly, life too hard to go out humbly Uh, pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, can't punk me, ho Pull out the pump, can't punk me, bitch Pull out the pump, lil' punk bitch Yo, JID, this Meezy, bruh Hit me when you get this message, my nigga My ass in the mountain ridin' round Thinkin' when yo' Stevenson-rolled ass gon' drop that shit, nigga You playin', what the f*ck?
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