JRP (ROTY)

Trench coat with the glasses at the back of the church
You can see me show a lil smirk every-time
That they grab one of them niggas out the back of the hearse
Wit my woman and I'm asking her to pass me her purse
Reaching for the knife cause you know that the hammer was broke
And that ain't even a joke
This shit a accurate verse
Regardless I just like to stab em out with some switchblades and a dagger first

This rap shit'll fuck around and be my favorite sport
Then it's basketball cause bitch I'm undefeated in court

And I don't give a fuck about a nigga ballin hard
Cause all in all I pass it to may dawg he fuck around unload the cartridge off

Stand over the body confirm the kill and make sure
The shooter walking out the same day through them same doors
Cause that's the type of shit my lawyer out here getting paid for

Niggas sending empty threats
Im supposed to be scared of that
You talking bout my dead cuz
I know where yours is buried at

Tried to go outside and protest to stop the violence
Y'all ain't like it
So now I'm in this duffel bag I'm Tryna stuff his ass
I grab the strap it had a silencer attached
We on his street he talking quiet while he under attack

Said he a demon guess he forgot that hell hot
Make the reverend run when enemies hop out in shell tops

Prayed to god for better days and got shot after
And I'm flattered that they label me a conscious rapper

But when you Hercules from juggling all of these murder scenes
The coca leaf, and saving fiends
I'm only conscious
Cause none of this shit I spit is ever make believe

I remember the call from Jazz when my cousin died
I watched my momma cry
Now I'm traumatized
I seen all the bombings in the street through Bin laden eyes

Don't ask my gangstas what they chopper would do
All my niggas was raised with the lions like they name Ndamukong Suh

My brother left me locked up that's why I hate niggas
Never changed on the gang for a trade nigga I'm Dame Lillard
And some of y'all niggas just need to lay off me
He talk shit like Larry legend but the performance is Playoff P
Came around and left his body face down in the garbage
Reem On the block like bron for Igoudalas he a chase down artist
Pass the ball criss cross his body need to touch the earth
The shooter got more game than Jesus Shuttlesworth
I saw one of my young niggas wanted to be a shooter
And he got so much potential
So I took em to to the range and showed him Duncan fundamentals

Made sure to tell em no lacking
Fuck around and switch sports hike the ball I'm taking off like Bo Jackson
Bout to get drafted cause it's the right time
Posted up Atlanta then Dallas just when it's prime time
And if I pay em man I know that they'll do it
All my niggas hit the hardest like Ray Rice or Ray Lewis
My nigga caught another body it's upsetting cause I knew the boul
Then he went to Tampa Bay to celebrate like he just won his 7th Super Bowl

And I hate these bitch niggas acting masculine dog
We tracking you in the field wait to toss them javelins off
It's schemes like this that took me here
Regardless of the venue you gon shake my hand
And understand that I'm the rookie of the year