Locust Ave
I hate y'all
Do anything to replace y'all
Y'all prayed for sunny days
I grew to love when it rains
And I'm anemic
It's ironic that the absence of the iron
Is the reason that I got me so much ice in my veins
Niggas advocating change the narrative and do some different shit
Support em all the way cause y'all niggas don't even get how imperative that the sentence is
And I don't want to send no niggas
Cause I know that they gon hit you
Every time they creep at night
Seeing Jaiana cry at the Janazah helped me sleep at night
You left me before my cousin passed
The roles is reversed
Next funeral I'm bringing me some poles to the church
Y'all sent some shots at the crib while you was wit your damn brother
Called the hit when I was chilling with cousins and grandmother
And y'all demons so why you ain't spin back
Double Saran Wrap his body and pack his ashes in the ditches where all his friends at
Niggas at a stalemate
What the fuck now
Call a audible and turn ya home into a hut now
Y'all been pocket and wallet watching
Why y'all not asking me what I got now
Y'all must understand that it's enough to send some shots around
Enough of the shady dealings
The killings
Racketeering
And the shit that's so unsettling to all civilians
Imma social justice advocate and activist
For the block cause I come through every time a nigga ask for shit
Lead the people
But I can find the time to get you gatted quick.
Incarcerate the fathers wonder what the kids is looking hopeless for
The Judge tried to set my bail at a 100k
Now I know exactly who that nigga voted for
And Black Lives Matter till a nigga take a brother from us
I'm a hypocrite it feels like I'm the only imposter among us
But I can't help it
They laughing every time one of my homies gone
I camp out the spot that they spilled his DNA and chromosomes
I got mob ties with good fellows
Demon in the face and then he turn to hoodie Melo
And since we outside playing for paper now
Niggas got techs for anybody tryna flagrant foul
A fallen angel known by many names what you prefer
I'm Craig Jackson to the public, undercover Lucifer
Fuck Delane
Fuck Chris
Don't rock wit you niggas
Already got a certified spot with gorillas
Now the games stop
Y'all forced my hand and now it's time to expose you niggas and name drop
Do anything to replace y'all
Y'all prayed for sunny days
I grew to love when it rains
And I'm anemic
It's ironic that the absence of the iron
Is the reason that I got me so much ice in my veins
Niggas advocating change the narrative and do some different shit
Support em all the way cause y'all niggas don't even get how imperative that the sentence is
And I don't want to send no niggas
Cause I know that they gon hit you
Every time they creep at night
Seeing Jaiana cry at the Janazah helped me sleep at night
You left me before my cousin passed
The roles is reversed
Next funeral I'm bringing me some poles to the church
Y'all sent some shots at the crib while you was wit your damn brother
Called the hit when I was chilling with cousins and grandmother
And y'all demons so why you ain't spin back
Double Saran Wrap his body and pack his ashes in the ditches where all his friends at
Niggas at a stalemate
What the fuck now
Call a audible and turn ya home into a hut now
Y'all been pocket and wallet watching
Why y'all not asking me what I got now
Y'all must understand that it's enough to send some shots around
Enough of the shady dealings
The killings
Racketeering
And the shit that's so unsettling to all civilians
Imma social justice advocate and activist
For the block cause I come through every time a nigga ask for shit
Lead the people
But I can find the time to get you gatted quick.
Incarcerate the fathers wonder what the kids is looking hopeless for
The Judge tried to set my bail at a 100k
Now I know exactly who that nigga voted for
And Black Lives Matter till a nigga take a brother from us
I'm a hypocrite it feels like I'm the only imposter among us
But I can't help it
They laughing every time one of my homies gone
I camp out the spot that they spilled his DNA and chromosomes
I got mob ties with good fellows
Demon in the face and then he turn to hoodie Melo
And since we outside playing for paper now
Niggas got techs for anybody tryna flagrant foul
A fallen angel known by many names what you prefer
I'm Craig Jackson to the public, undercover Lucifer
Fuck Delane
Fuck Chris
Don't rock wit you niggas
Already got a certified spot with gorillas
Now the games stop
Y'all forced my hand and now it's time to expose you niggas and name drop
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Writer(s): Craig Jackson-johnson
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