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Just jump off the plane
Go straight by the church

Huh
I gat every color
I gat colors een in the rainbow

(Selling weave)
(Selling weave)
(Selling weave)

Uh
Jay Cidy, D.J Keyz
This is a true story, about a friend of ours, look

Ashli got something on her mind
Only one day old, but right now is her time

killed for no reason
They'll open fire in a church while pastor preaching 
Killed 3 of my n***as in my city all in a weekend

I can't believe it, they had

many hoes you would swear i was a pimp
Youngest motherfucker in my city
Did it by myself, fuck your crew fuck your committee
I don't care about

a j cat
It's too late to change that
There's no way I'll ever behave
I'm back with a vengeance and my intentions are simple
I'm here to ruffle some

What a Diva like I did is raise four kids as a single mother in church
Used my hard times, hurts and pains, turned it into this work
You ain’t never

knocked down by a church girl she fooled me look innocent
Its no limit bitch free them menaces. I'll serve your auntie and your uncle
Got pipes on deck for

The money on my mind cause really there's no other way
Like Wesley snipes in 95 I'm on the money train
My Migo gone invest he tryna go legit today
My J

we at least agree that… 

That’s blasphemy! 
Umm, that not what that word means 
“I don’t want to hear it, man 
I had enough of your church thing” 
Had

niggas ready by now
Barricade ya' windows and chimneys 'cause I'm coming the fuck in
Yea
Aye look
I'm a bad boy nigga I be chilling with the grinch
Robbin'

Embraced the spirits of the most high's energy
No weapon formed against me now shall prosper or Intervene
Protected by the king can't nothin' ever come

Yeah
Tryna make it right when I make mistakes
Don't walk by sight, yeah I walk by faith
Used to light that blunt, listen to Marvin Gaye
Like first

to the street top

I stay heated in case a
Bitch nigga wanna get greeted
By the South Klique with
AK's creepin my city
Ain't no need for no conversation
Why you

know how to treat the knocks
I'm way ahead of my time, Michael J fox
Play the game smart nigga, or lie in a box
Keep it real with yourself and
Never talk

myself, by explaining myself 
Light a J, waste away on the train writing spells 
Done talkin to the lord, swear I begged for his help
I screamed, and I

but it won't break
I'm a big heart lil nigga
Imma give it till I break

Lil dude grew up in Maryland who was in love with the church
Had a toxic

Livin' wild like the day and the night before
Sunset to dawn by the lakeshore
Only thing that I'm out here wishing for
Is a little breeze
Don't worry

purpose and all my goals
But I wish I was there, back when I didn't care
Growing up watching life fly by, but I had no time to stare
I pick up a pen

Mind is clear from mistakes
You'd think a mansion is saviour
Once you've slept by the gates
Depression lacks any preference
Rich or poor its the same
So

foes
I acquire all I desire by chasing goals
Took some acid with Alice and chased her down a rabbit hole
Then picked a fight with a queen over the color

White, White, White Lives, White Lives Matter
Where would Nas be without MC Serch
Robbing his congregation as the pastor of a church
Where would

a church uhh
A day in the life of J. I.G
The jig is up
You niggas suck
The rules we bend it up
Its Perks to penning verses
That lingers like purses
But its

I remember 
cs a little kid
Watching my older
Cousin 
Go in and out of jail
Not sure
I took it so well
We used to go to church with him
ct victory

Dedicated in the church by my Pappy's hands
Sat up straight, said the prayers
'Cause my daddy said to
J birthmark on my forehead
Momma said that it