Lyrics:
sold dog food weed xan's no coke
Molly's like jolly's had perch on the low
Bag up sealed up all type of packets sold
Always had a bag by the time I get
la familia, I keep Benji by my side
Only time a nigga cry, is when a real soldier die
Rest In Peace to Lil Snupe, and that boy Mike Jack too, Pac in my
driving me crazy
So yes I need you by my side
I need you to promise you'll ride
I call you to my crib and you slide
And that's how we gonna collide
I put
jack
Don't listen to fiction I'm stronger than that
My prophecy and my prediction's a fact
Now they feel the friction this my habitat
My hieroglyphics
as fuck
Like she good and then evil
Billy and Mandy
My day looking grim
Slice all you niggas
I’m Jack cut you thin
I’m waiting for recess
Yo girl wanna ball
what's up
My girl blowin me up
When I finally pick up
She says she made at home
And that she all alone
And want to bone
So I jack him up
Movin
I'm fly Rick and Morty
My pack cross the border, my plug got deported
These niggas different they raised by they daddies
I don't know bout the father,
par coeur comme Peter
Zepek m'a dit « vas y montre-leur »
J'ai l'démon même à dix heures
J'écris ma haine dans le bloc-notes
Un peu de jack j'suis f...
to review the morals y'all live by
My main bitch a thorobread
Give a nigga thoro head
Call this my spit shine flow
Cause my bars be clearing heads
Y'all all
on by the thinnest piece of rope
Praying that I don't slip
The ones around me quick to say get a grip if ever I trip
I put my trust in them
Know I got way
a backup chain I call it Jarret Jack
I like to wear the thing no matter where I'm at
Only upgrade if my life can match
Growin' up I even wore to class
I was
But im right here its right now got the kinz by my side now
Its my life its my style pack it in or I while out
Slide in then fly about my rules and my
the art, with passion for the beat
Rhyming from the heart, scratching like a beast
Digging for new loops and jack 'em like a thief
Bigging up this music
way that I can fuck with a groupie hoe
Me and Jack rippin' it up in the studio
Motherfuck working inside of an office yeah
Bitch I will never be stuck
got jack
How can I do it?
How can I feel when I'm heartless
I live in mansions
Others sleep on dirty carpets, I can careless
Let them scavenge food out
the plastic, like ni**a i gotta have it
I'm copping it by the O-Z, my marijuana's jurassic
Cover your child's ears cause my lyrics sometimes are graphic
Any
type of friend has an end still
Doubted our relationship was one to plummet
Titanic going down Jack Dawson
Like that Slauson boy I loved ya Husslin
Naysayers who really never Ever Had my back
Front all you want multiplied By daunt i'm still that man you Aint shutting down jack
I been down from the getty
Niggas lurkin' now cops coming straight for da lock you up
All he wanted was to put money in momma pocket book
Old friends like jack in the box they get da
Educated tattoo sleeves over here, nigga
Lookin for it cause I travel a lot
Pick it up at "Jack In The Box"
Nigga is you matchin' or not?
I'm lookin
like a young Leonardo
I gain a little time with the payback
By wasting no time I don't say jack
Unless I add black got the twenty ones
Savage on average
pay, you gotta lotta shit to say
I want the mansion by the lake, want no confrontation with the fake
Rock bottom lookin' up, I'ma get there, I pray, yeah
gets green like Jack and the Beanstalk
And I do them hoes stone cold, Steve Austin
If you talkin' 'bout money
Don't be bluff or cheap talkin'
My team
six feet, get put as deep as you stand
Get carried by five homies, your brother the sixth man
Think about your life and what you got to live for
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