KEEP SWERVIN (feat. Jy Da King)

You ain't, You ain't never had a zip and turned it to a bow You ain't never sold a bow or turned to the stove Bitches still wanna the f*ck when I was dumb and broke I know I'm still coming up so I ain't doing shows You was never in a Yolie, you ain't ever slide I never tell nigga I ain't have to lie Niggas switch over the pussy and start telling lies All they pillow talking, you a rat with no disguise You a stand up guy, can't look me in the eyes I ain't tripping over shit but you know you still owe me You too broke to pay it back so you can't be the homie Niggas hanging with the opps, your ass must've been lonely I put that shit on with my Glock, I'm feeling like I'm Tony I ain't crashing out no more, she said you gon' have to show me I been beating down your block, I'm tired of niggas I been sabotaging your shit, I got the drop on niggas All this tension in my head, I'm trying to crack on niggas Knuckle up, pussy boy, I still ain't lackin niggas That shit tucked under the seat, it got attachments with it And I don't give three fucks who don't like me nigga Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, swerve left Swerve right, swerve left, swerve right, swerve left If you don't know me by Jdál, you don't know me nigga I'm the type to bat you in your shit, you try to hoe me nigga I'm John Doe pussy boy, now you don't know me nigga I was down bad on my dick, this shit get lonely nigga Tripping over pussy, red flag, you a phony nigga Bitches have you burning in the city, you ain't know a nigga Get up off your ass and get some paper, why you worried bout me I been on my shit and out the way, I know you heard bout me You been off your shit and in the way, you a nobody Money coming real fast, you moving slow probably Swerving left and right in my section, you gon' die bout it Niggas tell the truth on the stand, get out and lie bout it Growing up in the city, ain't no section safe Growing up public housing, we on section eight We ain't have J's nigga, we ain't have bape & ape We was eating noodles nigga, and washing paper plates We ain't have lobster nigga, we wasn't in steak But we had a option nigga, to try to make a way You ain't never had a zip and turned it to a bow You ain't never sold a bow and turned to the stove Bitches still wanted to f*ck when I was dumb and broke I know I'm still coming up so I ain't doing shows You was never in a Yolie, you ain't ever slide I never tell nigga, I ain't have to lie You ain't never had a zip and turned it to a bow You ain't never sold a bow and turned to the stove Bitches still wanted to f*ck when I was dumb and broke I know I'm still coming up so I ain't doing shows