Lyrics:
I'm the kid
Out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death like it didn't matter
I'm even better than before, iller metaphors
Killers bet it all on Pun,
it
Like, ever since I was Young
Money was mandatory
I was lovin' (Love &) Hip Hop like Stevie J
Mills came when they put the camera's on me
Got hammers
J'ai des sentiments
Mais tu crois qu'j'mens
J'le penses vraiment
T'es seule choses qui me manque
T'es celle qui me fait me rappeler
Comment je dois
J-Kwon]
Now all my life (derty) I've been livin' (derty)
And I'ma keep it (derty) until I'm gone (derty)
So where ya at? (derty) so where ya at? (derty)
'Cause my mind was just gettin' in those draws
And then I got in the straw, we started do it to the beat
And started doin' like this, started doin'
gettin' in those draws
And then I got in the straw, we started do it to the beat
And started doin' like this, started doin' the freak
Yes, yes, y'all
beat like Chik- fil-A
My nigga bring another plate
The album is coming just wait on it
Jus like yo main, while she lay on it
I got a name so don't play
Yeah its beef for that label of putitos
Let me tell you respect this shit boom bap pure and clean like Chinegun
Fucking niño
Riding this beat like your
Like your beating your drum
Beat beat beat beat beat beat
My friends all told me
You were using me
Using using me
That with every bruise
Beat beat beat
you can get it right now
Now everybody like why you do it like that
Why the hell every day you be in' that all black
Fresh Pair of J's and you kno
find himself in the same barrel
Collect calls
Got me here with Christmas carols
Ain't nothing like the real bail boss
Save your ass when it's too late
grand spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone
J's on my feet
I'm on that Patrone so get like me
'69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
beat in my trunk
like you don't know what an ass whippin feels like
I'm living flashbacks, I blaze niggas split like ass-cracks
It's the J to the A, smoother than jazz
you'll find that it's genuine
Bet that you'll rewind this a thousand times
You can taste the bass like it's filet-of-sole
I leave the microphone full
shit
You shouldn't claim it
Tailored suit at my arraignment
I remember when they loved me like Raymond
Now they wanna hang him
Ain't no jail gon' change
bags, so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in
I show it all off In the beats that I chose
Blessed by lord he opening doors
Bloom like a flower from there I arose
Career is just starting I’m harder
and they keep on bringing more
If it's just you and me on the floor
Go back and come in, I'll drive us home
Like we were just kids
Just, j-j-just kids
How's man like you gonna make me a convict?
Level of a felon when I've done nothing wrong
Blood on my hands but I don't know where it's from, oh
You
show)
Girl cause
(You know what I)
Like
(Don't put up a)
Fight
[Usher]
Oh just give it to me girl
I promise I'm a keep it steady
'Cause I been
walk by faith and not by sight
My shots don't cease, I found my fight cause
I don't care what they say, I keep it on my feet like J's
I got dreams that's
What it do
J’fais des moves
Pour mon crew
With ma G’s
I make beat
Pour la vie
What it do
J’fais des moves
Pour mon crew
With ma G’s
I make beat
Pour la
the names of his other kids
Like fuck me, I don't exist
And you actin' like I'm s'posed to praise you?
My whole life you bought a pair of J's
And you
you can't, bet you can't
Do do do do do do
It like me
So fresh so clean
This beats crazy this beats obscene
This shits nice this shits so
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