Lyrics:
Knocks is where I was schooled
I've been shot by the police, harassed by parolees
Fell in a state of depression, damn near OD'd
Feeling guilty, if only
Am I wrong if I back out the knock?
Am I wrong if I start throwing shots?
Riding with bro if he wrong or he not
I been getting money
I run through
pissy drunk stylin', staggerin'
More than you can imaginin'
Thoughts randomin', runnin' through my mind
Like who's the best MC's, Biggie, Jay-Z
scrapping up pennies to shop at JC
We was rocking Rocawear to feel like Jay-Z
I gotta keep my eyes open, no I can’t blink
They took my nigga I can’t let
Got me fucked up I won't trip about a hoe
I'm a young hustler
Lil Jay Black from Pompano 1800 block
That right there by the hole
I got Haitians who
hot
I'm like a little Biggie mixed with 2Pac
I'm like a little Nas mixed with a Jay-Z
I'm spitting like a Mac mixed with a K
Cook crack bring it back
inspired by Jay z
I’m on my meek Milly I’m yelling my phrases
In love with the cash
In love with the green
In love with my life we stay making a scene
In
to find
Another rapper smart as me
Maybe Jay-Z, 2Pac, C-U-B-E
But Oprah'd rather put Superhead on TV
Now whatcha white audience gon'
Think about we the same
pregnant with your baby
You ain't my main, you my maybe
Big, big pimpin', call me Jay-Z
But I'm also Janet Jackson
What have you done for me lately?
cold
I tell my friends, family and all my fans
May God bless everyone on this land
It's a hard life, but love is love, play your cards right
Reach for
talking young Daley, back when Earnhardt roll with Jay-Z
I'm like Earhart going global
Land and sea, I'm like the navy
Ima send it like it's postal
Can't
Dame Dash still fuck with Jay-Z
Still, real still recognize real
I still feel it in the air we still kill at will
Now first Pac got got
Then Big
bitches better get it right (yeah)
From the crap tables down in A.C.
Back on the block, Jay-Z motherfucker from the, the, the Roc
Went solo on that ass
all ya life you praised me
Your daughter might be Jay Z's
Illmatic was real cause you was tryin' to portray me
Matter of fact, time for Sony to pay me
buy the chain or
Buy the watch
When I'm hitting the stores
Spiritual Jay-Z
Catch me buying the quartz
See I stay with the stones
See me next
Yeah
Banning drill, you're making the situation worse
Might as well give them life, or put them in a hearse
Guy could've been rapping
But now
went from bagging up them grams to serving O's
Nah your daddy was a real nigga, not 'cos he was hard
Not because he lived a life of crime and sat
(Jay C you so crazy)
(Jay C!)
Aye Jay C you cold nigga
If I beat your ass don't tell them niggas you got jumped
Boy I ain't the one, you should've
nusaince you bluff on your movements it's Jay-Z fuck with the Blueprints
Three times ha
Issues ha! I ain't got no problems
So I ain't worried 'bout no
feel like I’m Jay Z
Do hits in the am in a Jeep, like Mercedes
Be outside every night, it be driving her crazy
She be feening to eat, just to taste me
But they run into to me
And this Glock don't jam
I gave it to you for free
I got the keys like I'm Jay-Z
Pull up in a AMG
I guarantee this shit'll have
with the presence of Jay-Z
Light up a J and smoke it out but I never been lazy
It's just the way I like the mood when the studio hazy
See inside my soul,
Sprite, got a nigga feelin' crazy
Said he want some smoke, had to rock a fella Jay-Z
Kickin' with a smooch, blow her back, then she ate me
Had to tell her
the singin' let's get right tonight mami
[Jay-Z]
I know my English ain't as modest as you like
But come, get some, you little bums
I take the cake from under
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