Lyrics:
king Jabez Z, you wear the jester top
I'm off
Let's take a tittle stroll down Jabez lane
You talk about me, like you haven't played games
What was Real
thought
There's nothing that you cannot do
Sometimes that lock in your mind is
Buried deep down in the dirt
Buried by burdens that hurt
But your heart is
that I get to exist for real
Even if I gotta work two jobs and started off as a screw off
All the chances in my life that I had blew off
I'ma stand up
show me love then dap me up what's happening
If you ever did me dirty keep it real don't like the actin
Better keep ya hat down or ima have to catch you
it was stolen
She wanna ride with me, life like rollercoaster
You having smoke with me, I'll spill and have yo niggas post em
Uh uh uh
I'm just tryna
1:
Shawty so good naw she not average. Pretty young thang but a savage.
Got a attitude she Spanish. But it’s all good, I like a challenge.
Life‘s
Its Boom Bap That's Encrypted In My Raps
From Snapbacks And Phat Raps I'm Bringing
Juice Back, A New Cat, That's On The
Scene, and Down To Get Mean
rhythm
Good luck keeping his
Temp down
Where I'm at we don't separate
Every corner we delegate
I'm somewhere Between
Sec 8 and the haven estates
Between
no love
Conversations through prayers
From granny's what kept me safe
She was planting the seeds
And I was walking by faith
She believe in the lord
I
it really over
Unlucky like a three leaf clover
On mars and I’m driving a rover
Like SpaceX I space checks
Only check I don’t got is Chex Mix
But
a fucking legend
Smoke a whole 3.5
Just like I'm Kevin
My life's a blessing
I hope my niggas know I'll never fold
And they know I never told
Any nigga in my
Drac & pistols
I told my niggas when I'm up Imma split $100 in nickels
Don't understand the threat of 3mp my nigga that's triple
I told em when my time
I can tell by the blinds
The life like a tape recorder hit play or rewind
Everything I've seen throughout my life
Taught me how to be a man
With a plan to reach heights
Now I'm 'bout to hit my peak dawg
I'm hella high,
pray that we can end the violence
Doves cry when thugs die, praise to the most highest
Man count all your blessings, life's full of surprises
God damn
bowels
I look at life by the blessings it gives (Gives)
Through every little trip and every punch to the ribs (Ribs)
Through every little kneel up
real, so I show and prove
See I grew up
Inspired
By hustlers and go-getters
I know In my chest, that I'm built better
I'm not mad for takin all the pain
Why did you lie
You said that you got me
You'd stay by my side
You can't deny
When shit would get real
You won't put up a fight
Things ain't been
Yea
Jayhood, Lila
FNIGN Volume 3
You know what we doing
We Back, in full effect
Bout to fuck the streets up
Yea
Real shit
Look, uh look
Woke up this
a big deal
Ain't no Maury Povich shit motherfucker the kids real
Like I was balling back then down at UNC
Took a trip the Pen and I knew plenty
Of niggas,
the cops, ay
Cruisin' down the street in my '64
ATM gotta be top floor
Kingpin kickin', drunk boy spillin'
Real ones must have known that we killin', sling
going wild
Calm down just take a breather
Just relax and go to sleep
When it's 2:00 it's three times harder
To think of what's left this week
People may
Got the metal like the middle of a periodic table
Album coming soon and it's going by that label
You here in real life But ill turn you to a Fable
He
I'm living
You ain't put this amount work in
For nothing you live and breathe for
I put my life in these writtens
And all these girls mad at me
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