Lyrics:
when you get bit by the same mouth you was feeding
Only god can judge me cuz nobody perfect
Leave me alone if i'm to much I don't want to be no burden
I
Walk in this bitch with my tooly
Jimmy he steady improving
I'm only telling them once
So I suggest that you cool it
I got it on lock got it safe
Pull
You're my poppy seed bagel
My cinnamon twist
My everything
Like peddling
In a daylight mist
You're the Boston to my cream
With the jimmies still
shawty Kekeke
Get smacked by palm of my hand you niggas frauds
You been flaking you niggas is corn
I can't hit if her ass like a board
When I hit from
with the wrong peeps
And selling more crack than cracks in concrete
Mission complete til' you was caught by the police
Now it's no college just fam that
I drink alone, yeah
With nobody else
I drink alone, yeah
With nobody else
Yeah, you know when I drink alone
I prefer to be by myself
Now
the membrane
But no-one pushes through
Come on boys that'll be enough
You'd think your old friends wouldn't play so tough
Like a basket by the Nile, hiding
Eating on cinnamon grits
Grinning and shit
How a nigga spin in six
See they all say V-12
But you see me with it, TV's in it
BBs kitted
Ask who it is,
Dean
The way I get to the bucks, they call me Jimmy B
I feel like Himothy Sane
They cant mess with my game
And if you wanna poke the bear
I'ma act inhume
I'll write your name
Across the sky
And take away the stars
'Cause you light up the night
You as high as the moon
When you're here with me
That's why
my homies
Even if I'm old G I'll be down to ride and die
If the hood call me
That's why I be hustin' every day
Could you imagine me with no
you'll be a go-getter
Now the way that you shake my hand
Will tell me how I stand
Now isn't it better to go through life with a smile and a song
Then
and you can't intercede
I try to switch lanes at this operatin' speed
Cats in the game be gamblin' with greed
We the house, you the player and we gonna
bitch that killed ya
Took all your money peeled ya
Seven niggaz bust in the room with AK's
while a nigga be puttin on his jimmy
All of a sudden they
of underwear out of a store
You know
Putting on a half
A half pressed suit
From the pawn shop
With tennis shoes
Trying to be hip
See I know where it's
I'm sick of all the days gone by
When I didn't have you to myself
I'm tired of E-mail conversations
It could be someone else
You say you need me
the rapper in the game
That everyone gets blown away by
Im the rapper with the facts of
How it feels to die
How it feels to be a zombie
But always be alive
By eleven o'clock I'll be flyin' high
Ain't nothing in the world that I won't try
Jimmy got smashed, took his trousers off
Barman said, You boys have
a few sips
Uh new phone like who's this
Cocaine high and I don't even do rips
Done it by my lonely don't need nobody to move with
Smoke and get money man
Word, that was trippy
Whassup with you Black Thought man, wassup?
Word, organix, groovy stew grits
With cheese, and mad honey
That ain't
This beat by Smugglers
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And you
I beat the odds to get even
I swear the way I keep winning you would've thought I was cheating
I reed up in the morning and sold it all by that
while you with your bitch, he got pooped the thottie
It take me a minute to comprehend cuh my momma dropped me
My ring attire would be sweatpants I don't
Seb, fuck that nigga Zach
P.B. in my spliff, fuck it, talk to you, bro, grrrah
I just walked up in the stew and dabbed a BK, hopped inside the booth
See
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