Mixtape Jordy

Uh, turn my mics up and dim the lights right
This the type of shit make you open up the Henny pint
See, I'm the type to make you drink the other half
Put it on the tab cause the nigga bout to spaz

Uh, black diamonds and Cuban links
It's not what I have, it's just what I dream
If I had one wish, it'd be all 'bout me
Forgetting all I say bout hunger and world peace
Woo, shorty stink face with attitude
She just got her hairs done, fingers and her toes too
No, but she don't even need it
Sexual appetite and you just seem to feed it

Uh, you just wanna catch me slipping
Jordy La F and it means forever about my pimping
Damn, look at all these pretty women
A man's world but being taken over by these broken children

What that mean?
Shout out to ScarLip
May the industry, never treat her like a harlot
Uh, it's hoodie season and the devil's on the market
So I keep the peace with me like I'm tucked under God's hip

Yeah, uh, I told you I'm the man now
They like to pick and choose, I just let them choose their pronouns
Uh, it's a showdown in my hometown
So come throw down with some lowdowns, it's a hoedown
Uh, no doubt it's a show now
We autobots the way we transform, then we roll out
Uh, these juveniles, they buck wild
They pull up, then boom, boom, pow, pow
This world is so foul

How would you feel if that casket was for your niece
Probably be up in arms like dropping bombs in Middle East
Wait, like being killed by the police
Then forget about it next time something trend on BET

Yeah
I guess the truth hurt, don't it
They controlling what we see, but I just won't condone it
Gotta practice what I preach, said my sister on the phone
And they pushing sexuality, leave them kids alone, man
Acknowledge your Tribal Chief like my name was Roman
I listen to this beat, it had your boys zoning
Had to spark it up and leave the pot roasting
So every time you see me, just know that I've been toking

Newport still smoking, I know it's killing me
And my mama still working, you know it's killing me
And the world still hurting, untold history
Lil' mama still twerking, oh, that's Hennessy

Uh, thanks for not trying me
Menace to society
The lurkers keep eyeing me, they came from the side you see
Uh, I'm on my shit, we gon' fight till someone lose
Yeah, that type of shit
Niggas got on Givenchy shoes
Uh, we don't do that, ski mask and black Air Max
Uh, oh, you knew that?
Close your eyes and get toe-tag

Uh, I went to Brooklyn, showed my ass and collect the whole bag
Uh, you still hating on your boy? Oh, that's your bad
My home is Roc City, this imposter is a nomad
Hit up WaltStudio, connect frequencies and go mad
A real nigga, so I ain't dealing with your hoe-ass
Single again, so I'm back to the streets like mopeds and Cortez

It's a Mann's world, it's a Mann's
They say it's a Mann's world
It's a Mann's
It's a Mann's world
It's a Mann's
They say it's a Mann's world
It's a Mann's
Ooh
It's a Mann's world
It's a Mann's
It's a Mann's world
It's a Mann's
They say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's world
They say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's world
Ooh
They say it's a Mann's world
Say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's
Say it's a Mann's world