[Intro: Yeah, third take Cozz & Effect Yeah, yeah, I got to Yeah,
1: Cozz] Jealousy enemies hostage Eventually the penalty will and haunt ya memories leaving me nauseous But the Hennessy makes the awesome So instead of me talking I'm jotting And plotting on how to gain spaghetti toppings You know that parmesan, cheddar, mozzarella The list goes on and on you know my is dark You my list is long, I'm a young phenomenon It's like these people forgetting It's always the least expected who up getting it So don't tell me no niggas hating What's the if I hear Mr. not giving a fuck a joint in his ear Put that steak on his plate then so long Empty gut I'm hungry man, the guns pointing this I'm feeling like I'm dealing with boy I'm killing Niggas trying to bite styles You a tooth if you bite down I go way too hard
[Hook 1: Cause I've been in this hood dog for way too man I've been quiet for way too Been patiently waiting wait too long dog been broke man for way too long No hot water for way too You can't knock the it's way too strong we're way too strong
[Verse 2: J. to the imposters, label me the king My dreams could win Oscars, my niggas mobsters My friends doctors, fatherless child how I got this knowledge is wild Streets taught me, speak softly nigga watch the crowd Cause any nigga loud, just want attention and eventually blaow No fake allowed in my circle dawg You through half the shit I been through it'll hurt ya dawg softly, my nigga moving state to state running late watch 'em Tryna avoid troopers, that's the weight watchers Run this dope set this cake they say "Gotcha" Or till the fat lady sings, and niggas hate And hate niggas Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make over eight chances, but niggas bet against the odds and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg
[Hook 2: J. I done beat the odds going way too hard I been getting slept on for way too I patiently waiting for way too long I been quiet dawg for way too You know the hustle dawg it's way too strong It's way too I you can't knock my hustle dawg it's way too strong It's way too
[Verse 3: J. Look, I never it, tryna get my brother acquitted Yo' tell the I be happy to pay him off if he's with it My flesh and blood, hauled off to the I search for heaven as I see him getting lost in hell for coffin or jail To try is the ultimate fail But love is wanting more for than they want for themselves Deep, I guess I a lot the more I do my thang the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not Reminisce as we was screaming "Fuck a cop" Guess he took it serious, for me that was just for props Arms too skinny to hug the I found comfort in my dreams, of things seen on the of fortune and fame Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the I take a trip back to the 'Ville only remain Some of niggas still breathing but they dead inside of a genocide Tears fill my dawg
[Hook 3: J. Cause been out of touch man for way too long I've been out in for way too long I've been, this paper for way too long I ain't called my pops in way too long I done my girl wait for way too long I wonder if I in my way to own Can't knock my but It's way too strong It's way too
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