JT (feat. K2SG Twenty)

Before I bought me a safe I hid my stash in a vacant Trapping with out no heat still growing in the basement Cooking in the kitchen stretching grannies out of babies I'll be a millionaire if I was this age in the 80s Man I miss the block been reminiscing bout it lately Feins knocking had em' foaming at the most like they got rabies Niggas throwing shots but I could never let em phase me And shit I don't blame you if I was you I'd hate me Some of my niggas seen me shining tried to shade me If you my nigga then you kno better than to fade me First 10 on the north but I'm a south side baby Growing up next to them tracks it'll make you go crazy foreal Niggas think they unlucky naw nigga you lazy Every minute count for something cuz none of it aint free I won't feel accomplished til I'm in meetings with Jay-Z Til then I'm doing donuts in the Daytona with JT I need a gangsta chocolate bitch real freaky like JT Boys still on block with them glocks like JB Dispensary prices nigga come shop but it ain't cheap You be beating on yo bitch cuz she mad that you ain't me Me and my bitch f*ck hoes together I can't cheat Boy I knew you was a bitch used to stay on the same street Only rapper can do three different flows on the same beat Bro a go and rob a store get blowed with the same heat And I can't even trust people cuz niggas be such hoes I just dropped another band on investments like f*ck clothes Heard them niggas on the south got more snow than the North Pole Plug don't even like to talk he be speaking in Morse Code I rather Minaj wit 4 hoes let hov give y'all goals $400 On my back $650 for these soles 25 A jar 36 for these bo's I was putting niggas on before they start hitting sto's Can tell how niggas dick ride they never hit no hoes Prices niggas quote you ain't never flip no load Me and bro just bussed a nut on that bitch you kissed on I'd pissed if I do dirt with a nigga get snitched on Niggas tryna cut us off when his bitch play this song I'll walk a nigga down before I write a diss song Niggas gangsta same niggas got picked on They been waiting on my return they mad it took me this long I pick her up beat her down make her take a lyft home Soon as bro gimme the sauce I'ma punch til my fist swole They do you dirty then look at you like they ain't do shit wrong Niggas think we ain't been getting money now that big Chris gone