JTSD
Go go
Go go
Serve shorty nem back there
Yep
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
And the state went up
They say they'll come down if he snitch
That was never a option the system corrupt
I still ain't tell 'em bout his bitch
His case alone be fucking him up
Time served made me humble
And every nigga that's booked
It's light at the end of the tunnel
Bullpen showing up to court late
Free all the guys
Covid keep pushing they court dates
I barely be fucking wit niggas
They calling to link
They get mad when I tell 'em I'm straight
Real niggas do what they want
Yo bitch on my dick
'Cause I do what you can't
I trap in Balenci's
I put on my runners
I slide on my daddy
Three years in a race
King of my city
I vouch then you straight
Extorted
I gotta see what you make
Just off my name
I sell two for the eight
They put Nyol on my X
Made me nod in a Wraith
I won't call you for sex
Unless I'm fucking yo' face
Trapping?
I thought this lil bitch was classy
She sucking me dry
While I'm bagging
I know the feds watching
They tryna attack me
And I been scared of the heroin
In a town full of C.I.'s
They a give you up just to be high
Case after case
Stack it up till it's knee high
Football numbers
Can't talk no more
Folks lost trial
He don't call no mo
All the opps dead
They don't bark no mo'
I'm trying see places
Done with the jail cells
Tryna get richer
Just seen a opp bitch
At the G station
Fanned out thirsty
She wanted a picture
I'm scanning her car for them niggas
This'll be her last picture
If they in there with her
I ain't looking for trouble
It's looking for me
You a clutch everyday too
If you was me
Come home gotta switch up
Change how you think
Take care of yo niggas
Spend time wit OG
Caught in this life
We running on spared time
Get suicidal when you high
On jail time
Bodies on guns
Only time Ima sell mine
Mixing codeine with the liquor
Get high with the killers
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
He picking his jury
He tryna get home to that bitch
Man that bitch gone fuck
Take yo' eight and get loose
She left you there with a PD
Bitch I'm insane
We ain't cool 'cause you GD
All black with the rhinestones
Bitch this a BB
Opps be tucking they shit
When they see me
Bullpen showing up to court late
Free all the guys
Covid keep pushing they court dates
I barely be fucking wit niggas
They calling to link
They get mad when I tell 'em I'm straight
Real niggas do what they want
Yo bitch on my dick
'Cause I do what you can't
I trap in Balenci's
I put on my runners
I slide on my daddy
Three years in a race
King of my city
I vouch then you straight
Extorted
I gotta see what you make
Just off my name
I sell 2 for the 8
They put Nyol on my X
Made me nod in a Wraith
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
And the state went up
They say they a come down if he snitch
That was never a option the system corrupt
I still ain't tell em bout his bitch
His case alone be fucking him up
Time served made me humble
And every nigga that's booked
It's light at the end of the tunnel
(Free all the guys man
Free foe nem,
You know What I'm saying
This shit go from all the way from 1 to 4 house you know
Back to the county
Free the rest of the otha guys
You know what I'm saying
Rip the real niggas you know?)
And I been scared of the heroin
In a town full of C.I.'s
They a give you up just to be high
Case after case
Stack it up till it's knee high
Football numbers
Can't talk no more
Folks lost trial
He don't call no mo
All the opps dead
They don't bark no mo'
I'm trying see places
Go go
Serve shorty nem back there
Yep
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
And the state went up
They say they'll come down if he snitch
That was never a option the system corrupt
I still ain't tell 'em bout his bitch
His case alone be fucking him up
Time served made me humble
And every nigga that's booked
It's light at the end of the tunnel
Bullpen showing up to court late
Free all the guys
Covid keep pushing they court dates
I barely be fucking wit niggas
They calling to link
They get mad when I tell 'em I'm straight
Real niggas do what they want
Yo bitch on my dick
'Cause I do what you can't
I trap in Balenci's
I put on my runners
I slide on my daddy
Three years in a race
King of my city
I vouch then you straight
Extorted
I gotta see what you make
Just off my name
I sell two for the eight
They put Nyol on my X
Made me nod in a Wraith
I won't call you for sex
Unless I'm fucking yo' face
Trapping?
I thought this lil bitch was classy
She sucking me dry
While I'm bagging
I know the feds watching
They tryna attack me
And I been scared of the heroin
In a town full of C.I.'s
They a give you up just to be high
Case after case
Stack it up till it's knee high
Football numbers
Can't talk no more
Folks lost trial
He don't call no mo
All the opps dead
They don't bark no mo'
I'm trying see places
Done with the jail cells
Tryna get richer
Just seen a opp bitch
At the G station
Fanned out thirsty
She wanted a picture
I'm scanning her car for them niggas
This'll be her last picture
If they in there with her
I ain't looking for trouble
It's looking for me
You a clutch everyday too
If you was me
Come home gotta switch up
Change how you think
Take care of yo niggas
Spend time wit OG
Caught in this life
We running on spared time
Get suicidal when you high
On jail time
Bodies on guns
Only time Ima sell mine
Mixing codeine with the liquor
Get high with the killers
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
He picking his jury
He tryna get home to that bitch
Man that bitch gone fuck
Take yo' eight and get loose
She left you there with a PD
Bitch I'm insane
We ain't cool 'cause you GD
All black with the rhinestones
Bitch this a BB
Opps be tucking they shit
When they see me
Bullpen showing up to court late
Free all the guys
Covid keep pushing they court dates
I barely be fucking wit niggas
They calling to link
They get mad when I tell 'em I'm straight
Real niggas do what they want
Yo bitch on my dick
'Cause I do what you can't
I trap in Balenci's
I put on my runners
I slide on my daddy
Three years in a race
King of my city
I vouch then you straight
Extorted
I gotta see what you make
Just off my name
I sell 2 for the 8
They put Nyol on my X
Made me nod in a Wraith
My brotha just called me collect
Declined they offer
And the state went up
They say they a come down if he snitch
That was never a option the system corrupt
I still ain't tell em bout his bitch
His case alone be fucking him up
Time served made me humble
And every nigga that's booked
It's light at the end of the tunnel
(Free all the guys man
Free foe nem,
You know What I'm saying
This shit go from all the way from 1 to 4 house you know
Back to the county
Free the rest of the otha guys
You know what I'm saying
Rip the real niggas you know?)
And I been scared of the heroin
In a town full of C.I.'s
They a give you up just to be high
Case after case
Stack it up till it's knee high
Football numbers
Can't talk no more
Folks lost trial
He don't call no mo
All the opps dead
They don't bark no mo'
I'm trying see places
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Writer(s): Damonta Barber
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