Snowfall

Now, I want you to listen to me
I been where you at, n*gga
But, you gotta keep fighting... you hear me
'Cause, this s*it ain't your fault
When you leave here, go back in that dorm
Grab the first n*gga you see and beat the f*ck out that n*gga
'Till they grab you off that n*gga
You hear me
Show them who the f*ck you is, n*gga
No, look at this n*gga face, man, f*ck

Show them who the f*ck you is

Lets go
It's Jenks
Bounce

Look
Life is simple
That prolly is my realest rap
Do the things that make you happy
You gonna be just that
I'm chillin' tho'
But bring it to me
I'ma bring it back
Except I'm comin' with some n*ggas
That don't know how to act
B*tches proud to be hoes
N*ggas is groupies tho'
Caption sayin'
With big bro
But doing a groupie pose
Never that
If you a rat
Then I will never dap
Matter fact
Poetry
I give the word
And n*ggas snap

Gotta take 'em to school
Since they wanna test
Nontheless
I got em stressed
Sleep if you want
I'ma let em rest
Treasure chest
Around my neck
But you ain't see nothin' yet
I'm the best
And I say that sh*t with my f*ckin' chest
N*ggas changing like the seasons
But I won't fall
I'm goin' off
The hate just
Season my sauce
I know that
All that loss
Turned me to a boss
And we still gon' ball
MIA in the Maybach
Feel like I'm Ricky Ross

Now, I know... only one way to do things
Anybody f*ck with the program
Break the rules
They out, don't matter who

This some lesbian porn sh*t
I ain't feelin' n*ggas
Now, the first sign of some weird sh*t
I ain't dealing withcha
You n*ggas trippin'
Just pick a side, my n*gga
Just stop switching
Everything I'm makin' is fire
I aint missin'
You kinda seen this story before
But it's much different
Soon you will see how
But, for now
Just listen
The city a jungle
I know I make it look good
But I know the struggle
Heat say spit that real sh*t
The streets gon' bubble

I'm a king
But I'm too humble
I move subtle
Every man for himself
It's a royal rumble
Keep ya head up
Stumble, but don't fumble
I ain't tryin' tussle
I copped her bundles
She super wet
She a walking puddle
Damn
This a bounce
I know you feel it tho'
Cruising down the boulevard
My heart is full of scars
But these tough times
Creates these bars
This the hand I'm dealt
These the cards
I used to kill 'em on the court
B*tch, I been a star

I thought this is what I wanted
Now, that I'm here... I don't know
It doesn't seem right



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Jenkins Ii
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