Slacking I've been slacking I'm a keep up to my passion Been tryna find them real ones But there's way too many acting I've been slacking been slacking I'm a keep up to my passion Been tryna find them reals ones But there's way too many acting I've been slacking Already told you back in fifteen I was gonna put my words on the beat Thought by now I'd be running these streets Have bare tunes like on JDZ But somewhere along that line I tripped up and lost my way But the flame in my eye won't die so just sit back and watch me spray Look when I was a younger Nobody told me I was gonna be no older And when I was a younger Nobody told me I was gonna be no stoner And when I was a younger Everyman avoided me like I was Ebola And when I was a younger Nobody told me I was gonna lose my focus But first off This is Chapter One I ain't gonna talk about straps and guns Cause I'm Jack to some I'm Shahki to most I'm in HGT that's miles from the coast Bang in the middle like my fist in your nose Killing this shit everyday that's my goals Breading up man like yo here's your toast Serving up beef like my Grandma's roast I need a gal I can f*ck on the daily I need a life without stress so don't play me I've just become a man that's 18 But I swear mans still got his baby teeth I've done rap I do grime now She gone mad she gone wile out You're my ex for a reason Why can't you take the hint when I sign out But I'm past that Cause I'm on my grind Like Tony Hawk cause I'm known to fly Had to go ghost I'm a poltergeist This is my kitchen cause I'm Walter White Cooking up bars no side of rice You're in a deep hole no sign of light I'm out in the country in the day or night 3 Door whip that's a Jag F-Type Look the only girl for me is Queen Liz She sticking to my notes like a post it And I'm killing this shit ain't gotta boast it Your girls flat in the chest she got no tits And I ain't tryna be misogynistic My girls so fine like a parking ticket Spray a 16 don't leave a witness God's in my heart don't need forgiveness Slacking I've been slacking I'm a keep up to my passion Been tryna find them real ones But there's way too many acting I've been slacking been slacking I'm a keep up to my passion Been tryna find them real ones But there's way too many acting like Feds try and stop me they know that I'm better I'll go over their head like I was a sweater Leave them froze in a dessert like a Viennetta My ex is a bitch and I wish I never met her You don't wanna see a good guy turn evil I keep a clear mind I'm out for my people Never going jail cause I'm in it for the sequel Getting paid on that anny wage Then blazing up on that ammy haze You best watch your pockets when I'm around Cause I'm true to my name like I Jack your pay I don't care who my old ex with But I already told ya So I sit back and light up my spliff I'm a big guy just like P Solja But these bars are getting too simple So you better listen up when I'm involved When I pop I don't stop like Pringles If you need me bell bell bell I ain't fucking with no jingles Look when I touch mic it's nothing but miracles Record deals get passed to me like prison meals You will never feel cause you ain't got what it takes
Written by: Jack Ward
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