Judas

Sunny sunny always lookin on the bright side Riot at the Popeyes We higher than the kite flies Nimble on the tightrope My OG givin slight hope R.I.P. to typos We sayin what we mean dummy All about the cheddar whether better or for worse They gon drop you on the curb like it’s January 1st I could never give you life knowing death never hurts Put my soul in every verse stuffin 30s in the purse, skirt. On my momma I ain’t never gon fail Dead or in jail they callin me Bail I ain’t the cracker to give it up stale Order the package and wait for the mail They makin waves but ain’t made a sail Digging they grave with shovels and pails On my grind Tony Hawk underground rail They give you the fake I give you the real For real No lie big bruva Said it before I’m the white Chris Tucker You already snow I ain’t flakin For nothing Said he want smoke I know that he bluffin They hatin they watchin they copy my moves Sad to say shorty can’t do what I do I make it look easy I make it look cool You forcing that image got somethin to prove Fruits of my labor gon give the juice Deuce adios my name in the news Change ain’t easy I had to get loose Hit with the shake n bake sidesteps juke Stay with that stay with that stay with that I got that I got that I got that I got that I got that Clique up I know you a bitch Aye I been in my bag for a brick Aye A tick how I move and I stick Aye That watchin my story get sick (I know that you sick I know that you sick) Aye Stay with that stay with that stay with that stay with that stay with that Haha