Inbox Full / Gucci Condoms (Intro)

I got that white girl, (bricks!)
I just might move the bitch, (ay ay!)I think I'm Ludacris
You are not used to this
I got the plug, I can't introduce em yet (I can't!)
You gotta prove some shit
I love to gamble, ain't tryna lose my Chips (bitch!)
They take me light
I make a fool of them, gotta watch who you wit (Pussy!)

Jealousy Movin in, I kept it movin but,
They said I just flew da bitch
That's how dem rumors get, shit was so humourous, (Ha!)
if you only knew da kid
I'ma just do my thing, if you leave then you lose a King (you do!)
Ain't got no room for this, ice out the crucifix. TopFlo
I'm improvin lately
I was headed for death but the music saved me
I can't fuck w no people that used to hatin
bunch of "Uncle Ruckus" niggas no relation (get it?)
We was all in the dirt mama hoping, praying
Had to make a move, Ain't no point of waitin
There ain't nowhere to run I came here to face it
I'm a lil impatient I don't.need to change it
(Craze Craze Craze look man
You hit me you said u got it, ok I'm waiting for it
I got my weed right,
I got my fuckin Hennessy
I'm sitting here I'm ready to fuckin vibe out with this fuckin Jump 2!
hit me back
Mothafucka!)
I grew up on Pac, Nas, Big Daddy Kane (who else?)
Biggy Smalls, Pun, Wu-Tang (yeah!)
L, Outkast, Bone Thugz (yeah!)
but I'm still missin Least a few names (let's Go!)
Gotchu watchin close the way I do thangs (huh?)
Cause my style grew, once my mood changed
My city never had a Bruce Wayne (nope!)
so the streets waitin on the new Craze (they is!)
Take these woods n roll that up for real
Back up on it, ain't no time to chill (nah!)
Different nigga once I pop the seal (I am!)
Had to cut it off i had to chill (gone!)
Cut ties when you couldn't keep it real
No remorse I don't apologize (I don't!)
Life goes on I'm glad that I'm still here
TopFlo Mafia reppin till I die
Back up back up nigga gimme space (Do it!)
Now I'm back they ain't got shit to say (nah!)

Catch em lacking I don't miss a thing (whoop!)
They couldn't read me but I switched the play (I did!)
Yeah they be yapping
I see how they actions ain't adding up we in 2 different lanes
Put me back in the lab and a nigga be snappin
swear I make da beat hyperventilate
Gone
(Ayo its the DaBlock from Expose The North
and right now you're listening to Yungg Craze on that Jump 2
TopFlo Mafia in the Building!)

Gucci condoms cus the system fucked me (it did!)
Still get pulled over strictly cus my wrist is flooded (whoop whoop!)
I worked for my blessings I've never been lucky
People clock ya moves to either hate or get some leverage on ya
(keep going!)
Watch it
I see it from the shadows I be moving through the darkness (I am!)
I can hear the frail in they voice when they talking (pussy!)
You ain't at this table less there's shit we gon accomplish (money!)
Grindin for my daughter making sure dat she got options (she do!)
We be moving forward, u ain't for it keep on walking (gwan!)
Wrote a 100 songs for every cage that had me locked in (I did!)
All I know is bars, I'm institutionalized (huh?)
.Guess I'm a problem with or without the Pen (let's Go!)
Freestyle heavyweight, Every bar like MMA
Fallen soldiers tatted on me, loyalty a never fade (R.I.P!)
All this stress keep piling on me
I'm not sure my head is straight (nah!)
Never afraid to face my shit
I lay up in the bed I made (I do!)

All da pain inside me dissipate when I'm center stage (huh?)
U know I love the game, but shit been fuckin wit my will to stay

Told em I'ma never leave, and that still how dat shit remains
(Craze! Craze! Craze! Craze! Craze! Craze!)
I know dey don't see my vision they ont get the way I think.
Look at how hard I go, master my audio
Watching my daughter grow
Running this shit, working my cardio
Cleaner den laundry soap
They watched you struggle
Dem ppl are not ya bros
I gotta lotta goals
I get it poppin though
Fuck is a obstacle
I'm in my prophet mode
Is dat a message or am I just clockin doe (is it?)
I feel like finally close
Don't need the designer clothes
All of my diamonds froze
I had the rock, I never signed to hov
Never got booked,
I had to find the shows, Had to find time to grow
Listen, (ay!)
was on range callin u ain't answer mine then (you ain't!)
So I just swipe decline when I hear my line ring (gone!)
Pull-up to da spot look like Kobe w da 5 rings (bling!)
Weather the storm, Big chain hittin like lightening (bitch!)
Jump! jump! Jump 2!
Jump 2 Jump 2 Jump 2
Jump 2 Jump 2 Jump 2
Jump 2 Jump 2 Jump 2
Jump 2 Jump 2 (yeah!)
2!
(That day, he was practicing, Practiced his whole life!
Are you willing to make that commitment?
Are you willing to practice your whole life?)



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Writer(s): C.j Hachey
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