Jus Sayin' (feat. Smoke Denero)
Yeah
Too many fuck niggas know where i stay
Nigga talkin' so i lead with a fade
Roll up and proceed to get faded
Wrong nigga to ask why i seem jaded
I done lost love, said they real but they faked it
From the ground up bitch this came from the basement
It ain't trickin' if you got it what they sayin'
My bitch real needy need frontal need laces
Money on Dirk all them blondes getting tall nigga
I'll still put a hook on yo ass like Gasol nigga
Break her off real bad like i'm Paul Wall nigga
She go to the law guess i better call Saul nigga
Made propositions to do better fuck opposition's position don't do dwelling
This cereal milk in this wood like a new sweater
Comfort my soul, comfort my thoughts
Clutching this pole shit weighing on my heart
I shot for the stars i'm in like a dart
Too many riders this dick is exhausted
Feel like my silence the reason they talkin
Next year in Paris i'm planning on walking
She think i'm scary don't see success often
I'm jumped in with sharks and you ran with them dolphins
Thank god i stayed up till the mufuckin' morning i'm counting this money i swear it feel Lovely
I feel like i'm Drizzy like this word to Chubby
This shit for my brothers and not bout no cudi
I know some young niggas done died bout that cudi
She still out here riding, she still out here fuckin
She stepped out with 3 more like LeToya Luckett
I know she a problem she still on my bucket
I jumped in this game talkin' head first like fuck it
Dat Scion had ridges my shit looking rugged
At one point in time beat that pack up like rugby
I drove me and Ski Mask from airport to honeys that was way back 2k17 was a youngin
But them times had showed me i wanted that money
I wanted that freedom for all of my cousins
And all of my, all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
All of my
I'm just saying
I'm talkin' all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
I'm just saying
Talkin' all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
I do this shit for all my brothers in the field with it
Long nights hard times had to deal with it
Earned stripes got scars seen the war wounds, he on a bid pray my dawg make it home Soon
I always knew i was ahead of my time
Overtime major motion got a hell of a grind
I know my ex's see me flexin' got em feelin' a way
I know my haters tryna figure how i'm still in a race let's get it
But this a marathon never leave the house unless i'm fully armed, Saint Laurent, tryna Put my people on
I could put you on or i could knock you off
Better watch yo mouth about that action don't do back and forth
These niggas in the way they really be peons, be gone
Moving like bosses they ain't on the shit we on, beyond
Everything they said we couldn't achieve
Got it out the mud all we had to do is believe
Got a shoulder and my brother need to lean on it
Fuck these how's they for the streets you can't depend on em
Never fold never bend remain solid
Stick to the code imma live or die about it
Lately seeing bigger pictures vision getting clearer
And can't come inside the section
Cost to stand near us
It ain't a dollar in the world that can come between us
We stick together that's my word everybody eating
Stayed down and came up swear the hustle crazy
Yeah some people gave my last ain't appreciate it
I ain't worried bout it nigga cause we winning
Adding up them digits came a long way from digital scales ain't been to long i remember It well
Gun smoke homicide bring the yellow tape
So everybody ain't real they impersonate
Light a blunt of sherbet cake and i elevate
We'll turn a nigga hood to a cemetery
Then we roll em in a wood and we wish em well
Niggas dying over hoes we don't kiss n tell
I just pass em to my bros and they give em hell
Gotta survive to feed the fam nothing come in between
Ain't nobody standing down yeah we reining supreme
I could rap a million stories bout the shit i done seen
But i rather tell you more about us concurring dreams
Ya hear me
Too many fuck niggas know where i stay
Nigga talkin' so i lead with a fade
Roll up and proceed to get faded
Wrong nigga to ask why i seem jaded
I done lost love, said they real but they faked it
From the ground up bitch this came from the basement
It ain't trickin' if you got it what they sayin'
My bitch real needy need frontal need laces
Money on Dirk all them blondes getting tall nigga
I'll still put a hook on yo ass like Gasol nigga
Break her off real bad like i'm Paul Wall nigga
She go to the law guess i better call Saul nigga
Made propositions to do better fuck opposition's position don't do dwelling
This cereal milk in this wood like a new sweater
Comfort my soul, comfort my thoughts
Clutching this pole shit weighing on my heart
I shot for the stars i'm in like a dart
Too many riders this dick is exhausted
Feel like my silence the reason they talkin
Next year in Paris i'm planning on walking
She think i'm scary don't see success often
I'm jumped in with sharks and you ran with them dolphins
Thank god i stayed up till the mufuckin' morning i'm counting this money i swear it feel Lovely
I feel like i'm Drizzy like this word to Chubby
This shit for my brothers and not bout no cudi
I know some young niggas done died bout that cudi
She still out here riding, she still out here fuckin
She stepped out with 3 more like LeToya Luckett
I know she a problem she still on my bucket
I jumped in this game talkin' head first like fuck it
Dat Scion had ridges my shit looking rugged
At one point in time beat that pack up like rugby
I drove me and Ski Mask from airport to honeys that was way back 2k17 was a youngin
But them times had showed me i wanted that money
I wanted that freedom for all of my cousins
And all of my, all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
All of my
I'm just saying
I'm talkin' all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
I'm just saying
Talkin' all of my, all of my, talkin' all my brothers
I do this shit for all my brothers in the field with it
Long nights hard times had to deal with it
Earned stripes got scars seen the war wounds, he on a bid pray my dawg make it home Soon
I always knew i was ahead of my time
Overtime major motion got a hell of a grind
I know my ex's see me flexin' got em feelin' a way
I know my haters tryna figure how i'm still in a race let's get it
But this a marathon never leave the house unless i'm fully armed, Saint Laurent, tryna Put my people on
I could put you on or i could knock you off
Better watch yo mouth about that action don't do back and forth
These niggas in the way they really be peons, be gone
Moving like bosses they ain't on the shit we on, beyond
Everything they said we couldn't achieve
Got it out the mud all we had to do is believe
Got a shoulder and my brother need to lean on it
Fuck these how's they for the streets you can't depend on em
Never fold never bend remain solid
Stick to the code imma live or die about it
Lately seeing bigger pictures vision getting clearer
And can't come inside the section
Cost to stand near us
It ain't a dollar in the world that can come between us
We stick together that's my word everybody eating
Stayed down and came up swear the hustle crazy
Yeah some people gave my last ain't appreciate it
I ain't worried bout it nigga cause we winning
Adding up them digits came a long way from digital scales ain't been to long i remember It well
Gun smoke homicide bring the yellow tape
So everybody ain't real they impersonate
Light a blunt of sherbet cake and i elevate
We'll turn a nigga hood to a cemetery
Then we roll em in a wood and we wish em well
Niggas dying over hoes we don't kiss n tell
I just pass em to my bros and they give em hell
Gotta survive to feed the fam nothing come in between
Ain't nobody standing down yeah we reining supreme
I could rap a million stories bout the shit i done seen
But i rather tell you more about us concurring dreams
Ya hear me
Credits
Writer(s): Jalen Fluker
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