Jiggy Stuff

I thought them niggas would hold me down, but they let me down! Kant rely on them to come thru , so ion come around! Reliable hammer be sittin round , for you fux arounds! Got A hangover From all this Loud , gunk that remy down! I Kant Pretend, see fake within, so I call it out Feel like mike Jones Ain’t love me then , but they love me now! Looking booth ways before um krossin, gotta stay kautious How them yo streets ? if you cant walk em kause they might off ya! Fux the imposters, cant make the roster I be with the robbers Murders , drug dealers just for the digits But we still fathers! Eyes don’t lie So How I see it, that’s just how I Kall it This shit for the times they saw my ribs , and they left me starving! Chorus: I be off the sticky uh! I be toting blickies uh! Know I throw my xity up! Red bitch like Olivia Dat boy dont get jiggy, what? Bruh there go that jiggy stuff! Never saw me giving up! I just had to run it up ! Posted with the shotty! Shooters right beside me! Rules to the gang if you hang Katch a body! I be in the trenchy with them stickies like it’s hockey! Meet me in the trap it’s going down if you jock me!They say they need that old klass bak Well um giving it! Two Draco’s in the bak No space for middlemen Remember get rich or die trying ? Use to be many men Now my dogs in jail or they dying Kant even see em DAMN! Had to get them monkeys off my back them niggas envy me Never saw me move like that , Check my delivery Demeanor up to par my nig- Look at the saucery(swag) Went from sleeping up in a car Now im the boss of me Influence some the best of the best Bitch im the Bestest Bad lil bitch real kitties she want her Brest lift Know my soldiers peeped all the foolery Gotcha chest lift Everytime we out its a movie they watch like Netflix Unk runnin' in and out the brib with a 8 ball Thinking should I get in the gym and get this weight off Some niggas been up in the game aint see the playoffs Getcho head honcho Offset, Then we Takeoff Scope on the stick its militant Slept on us we still the shit Shawty tried to steal and shit Lucky I aint kill the bitch Family so caught up in they feelings bout the lilest(petty) shit But niggas dying every year Almost hard to shed a tear Adjusted and immune to it, streets hotter than how June do it Saw my soldier grinding to the tippy hope I soon do it Moping bout that shit won't bring a penny boy hop in yo bag Oakies fully loaded in them hemis Kant forget the mask Stopped hanging round them niggas that's conniving then started striving Boogers in the face you can call that perfect timing Took mom off section 8 and I put her on an island Memories on that trash pile Now that money piling.