1. |
JunyaMadeDis
02:56
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2. |
Who That Is???
03:53
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Yeah
Swank this shit so swag, my nigga
Oh wee, yeah
Oh what I'm doing? I'm just happy to be here, ya know?
Word to my nigga Yabb man. Yeah
I know ya'll been wondering where I been at man
I just been stacking and staying out the way for real, ya know?
That's the best way to be
I still got niggas wondering who I am though, ya feel me?
Coming from where I come from, ya know?
I be moving maneuvering, finessing and flexing
Got no time to know what you doing, I'm catching these blessings
All that talking really don't matter, I bet they won't test me
I pull off in this RT challenger, bet they won't catch me
Roll up a eighth of them veggies know I be baked from that lettuce
Smoking on cake and it's wedding
She seen my face when I stepped in
I want a taste so she let me, I give her face cuz she sexy
I'm getting laid in the telly, kiss on my face and my belly
Listen, coming out my city, you ain't posed to make it
Done seen too many of these niggas murdered over hatred
I had to serve fasho I got that shit in motion daily
A nigga worked and now everything working in his favor
Just cuz you booked me for a show don't mean you know me baby
I just came to spit and dip, this shit like Copenhagen
I would to love hang with my fans, but you know covid crazy
Plus my bae got plans to be with her mans and get some stroking later
It's been a minute since you seen a nigga move like this
Ain't no talking when I'm with my partners we just do that shit
Give em flavor, when I'm with my baby, kicking cool ass shit
They ain't knew that's him, they be like who that is?
It's been a minute since you seen a nigga move like this
Ain't no talking when I'm with my partners we just do that shit
Out that muddy coming outta Dublin kicking cool ass shit
They ain't knew that's him, they be like who that is? Yeah
I think it's time to show these niggas who be really stunting
See we all had gold grills as Jits so ain't no need for fronting
I was selling CDs two for five, boy, I was getting money
Plus Papa had Benji's with the small faces, these different hundreds
Know it's the best outta that west side and I came from nothing
Out the mud raised in hustling, came up running plays with cousins
Cruising through the city booming, felt like when OJ was bunking
Folks'll want ya shine, ain't do shit, but got they hands out for something
But when I was grinding in them trenches, you was sleeping in
Niggas got mad when he got hot now they won't speak to him
And I be chill as fuck at every club you see me in
She came with you, she loved my sauce, now she wan leave with him
I used to ride with my Uncle Blue in that Caddy truck
My dawgs be with the shits you thought they had to nanny up
We get the bag and flip the cash, and then we add it up
We give em hell and wish em well, and now they mad at us
It's been a minute since you seen a nigga move like this
Ain't no talking when I'm with my partners we just do that shit
Give em flavor, when I'm with my baby, kicking cool ass shit
They ain't knew that's him, they be like who that is?
It's been a minute since you seen a nigga move like this
Ain't no talking when I'm with my partners we just do that shit
Out that muddy coming outta Dublin kicking cool ass shit
They ain't knew that's him, they be like who that is? Yeah
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3. |
B.I.M.M. Feat. J Danzo
03:00
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(Swank on the beat he a fool with it uh!)
Yeah
Junya and Swank made this, ya feel me?
(Swank made this shit?)
I'm back in my mode. Had to get off my ass
Gotta stack I can't go broke. Keith Sweat make it last
Baby I'm in my bag, Mama I'm in my duffle
Gotta go get the world for me and mine so I ain't got time to struggle
Had to get off that porch. Had to jump off my ass
Gotta stack I can't go broke. Keith Sweat make it last
Baby I'm in my bag, Mama I'm in my duffle
Gotta go get the world for me and mine so I ain't got time to struggle
Had to get off my dick. I'm on a better path
These folks give up too quick. That's why they never last
Cuz you might catch 100 L's before you take a dub
Til then just give me hell, avoid the fake, embrace the love
No way that I can fail from chasing cake I came from nothing
The same ole same in Dublin, them rainy days was muddy
Since seventh grade been running plays, I'm bout that paper, buddy
On Purp like Raekwon, feel like Saquon with the way I run shit
I tell em business good, something like Major Payne
This FMJ look like the bald head on Damon Wayans
You better pray that you don't catch one like Metcalf
Get popped in ya left calf, on the curbside where you bled at
I give her bone, and she fetch that. She threw the pussy like Bledsoe
She know how to get a big bag, and my bitch bad cuz I said so
Had to let go of my ex hoes cuz the streets is done
Finna go run me up a check so I don't need for nun. Yeah
I'm back in my mode. Had to get off my ass
Gotta stack I can't go broke. Keith Sweat make it last
Baby I'm in my bag, Mama I'm in my duffle
Gotta go get the world for me and mine so I ain't got time to struggle
Had to get off that porch. Had to jump off my ass
Gotta stack I can't go broke. Keith Sweat make it last
Baby I'm in my bag, Mama I'm in my duffle
Gotta go get the world for me and mine so I ain't got time to struggle
I jumped off the porch for this game
Go get it and grab it Olympian status
I'm holding the torch for this game
They know I be Scorching the flame
These niggas don't make it of course because their recourse is the Fortune and fame
But if you ain't forcing ya lane, and this rapping shit course in your veins
They'll soon be endorsing ya name
I come from a place where there ain't a person alive that hasn't been struggling, facts
Fighting with lions and tigers and bears, nah this ain't a Jasmine Sullivan track
Shawty be wanting my love on a line and string, but I don't want nothing attached
I know that it's cold, but I'm back in my mode
I know you ain't fucking with that
Woe is me this poetry flow in me like my blood cells
Oh yes I'm fresh and clean, but still I know how that mud feels
True it hurts when ya doing dirt to get to the paper route
But fuck it, do whatever to make it out
See I went from hell then went back to heaven
I'm smoking like Mac and Devin. They toting them Mac-11s
Read Bible then jack the reverend
Most these niggas don't give a fuck bout shit so duck fore that thang go pop
I see more cash on the forecast so the sun gone shine but the reign won't stop, no
Swank on the beat he a fool with it uh!
(Swank made this shit?)
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Yeah. Junya
I'm in this bitch with my cuz man
You know what the fuck going on. Yeah
(Hey Swank)
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Cruising baddies choosing up
Never lacking with my nine
Paper stacking on my mind
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Ain't no Slatty not no blood
West side trapping it's all love
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Yeah. Catch me cruising with my kinfolk
Smoking different flavors of that endo
I be high as a kite all behind tinted windows
Getting off these tre point fives meanwhile you still broke
Me and Cuzo coasting to the bank rolling up that stank
Got a folder full of beats from Swank, hit the booth and blank
Mixing Bombay Gin with the juice and I don't even drank
Doing Sunday spins in the coupe, doin what you can't
Black Cartier lens Sippin fruit aye, fresh outta the juicer
We slicker than lotion tryna stack a few bucks
When you got motion, the girlies gon choose up
Catch us out in traffic? Nigga you might lose us
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Cruising baddies choosing up
Never lacking with my nine
Paper stacking on my mind
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Ain't no Slatty not no blood
West side trapping it's all love
In that Scatty with my Cuh
In that Scatty, rolling up
Bitch I'm smoking Za, and you know we going fast as fuck
Speeding on the highway yeah the police they be mad at us
We ain't pulling over so they might just try to blast at us
Harassing us, crashing us, man that shit be sad as fuck
We just wanna vibe in the Scat. Why they mad at us?
We just wanna vibe with no Slatt. Why they passing us?
We just wanna ride with the pack. Ain't no backing up
But fuck it
Then we had to get back to it
Riding in the Scat and you know it been through it
All black with a mask so you know how I do it
Had to get on they ass ain't really wanna do it
But the Scat so fast, make me really wanna do it
Hit the gas on they ass feeling like Ray Lewis
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Cruising baddies choosing up
Never lacking with my nine
Paper stacking on my mind
In that Scatty with my Cuh
Ain't no Slatty not no blood
West side trapping it's all love
In that Scatty with my Cuh
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5. |
Mario64
03:35
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(Swank made this shit?)
Fuck it
Yeah
Aye
Feeling like Mario in the hat with the wings on it
Feeling like TIP in the hat, it's the king homie!
Minus the allegations
Niggas throw salt on you and get mad when you happy baby
I'm back and they back to hating
Writing these affirmations on paper, no affidavit
Buy me a beat and beat it, it's something like masturbation
I'm whipping that wagon crazy
Cruising the world me and my girl
She run her hands through my curls, and I'm activated
Til she bring up old hoes from my past now I'm aggravated
I'm done with them sack chasers.
Focused, you know I be in my bag like a sack racer
That shit got her rolling eyes
But she know me we low key on the creep when we rolling out
My loyalty deeper than p-o-p how I hold it down
Learned about CQC, she elite now she toting knives
Not worried bout niggas I keep
That pistol like golden eye when we going out
They got my order wrong at the spot now she showing out
Mane you know how these hoes be. At least that's what Gucci said
You know they act a ass when they Hungary like Budapest
Buss a move to the room to rest, she know what we doing next
Booty softer than movie sex, look to God and say "you the best"
Her body's a work of art. A genius she working smart
I buy her what she desire cuz baby be working hard
You try her She shoot at you like Joanna in perfect dark
Told her I'm flyer than star fox, she talking bout "boy stop"
I'm feeling like King Rool in a coupe with the hard top
Chasing the money like Mario when the stars out
Hit the strip club, then double back
Throw her money she make it shake like a rumble pack
Now how could you fumble that?
Mane! Aye man how could you fumble that?
Told her I'm rolling like Metroid
In her prime doe
Heard you was fucking with other boys, but you mine doe
But you mine doe
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Hmm. Yeah
In this m**********...hot boxing this bit ya feel me?
(Hey Swank)
Shoutout to my nigga Swank ya feel me?
We made this shit. Yeah
Listen
Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose aye
Feel the breeze in the four door coupe
Plus the tint so low niggas don't know who
Aye sliding at a slow mo cruise
Plus them tens go boom as I coast on through aye
And Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose aye
You see I wake up in the morning thanking Jah cuz I'm blessed
No time to be dealing with the drama or stress
I break the herb down and put it all in my flesh
This music is a job and Ima work it to death
I work with the left like I got a bird on my chest
Trying to run the game like a nigga work with the ref ha
I'm cooking up with Swank like I work with the chef
It's lyrical homicide and they deserving the death
I'm a young OG, the wrong nigga to fool with
Why these people try to shake my courage like Eustace
Lyrically I'll beat you to a pulp like the juice is
Ooh shit Jah about to introduce you to new shit
Cool whip on Jell-O how I get this shit shaking
In the whip getting baked, flow got yo chick getting naked ha
And all it took was a playa to save her, fell in love with the flavors
Now she just wanna savor it
Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose aye
Feel the breeze in the four door coupe
Plus the tint so low niggas don't know who
Aye sliding at a slow mo cruise
Plus them tens go boom as I coast on through aye
And Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose
Cooler than a polar bear's toenails
Dipped inside a icebox, floating in a old well
Niggas know the go to, my go to is oh well
I'll do if I can kill, my verses worth a band still
Wrapped around a band plus a band just for handling
Ship it to my mans and them
My net worth and my network still expanding-in
Gross is what I show the folks. Growth is what you niggas need
Riding, swerving, crawling if I can
She light up when she see me like it's Tokyo, Japan
We was counting change for four for fours
In bro Mercedes Benz
Now I think I want that same one in a matte tan color
Learn when to play my hand, and this is not Smash Brothers
Need every stack in layers, and I'm peeling it back
My side brought the Sun out. Me and Jah can't lose
Going off the same rules, sitting in them same rooms
Cooking up a plan cause watching them is gettin painful for real
Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose aye
Feel the breeze in the four door coupe
Plus the tint so low niggas don't know who
Aye sliding at a slow mo cruise
Plus them tens go boom as I coast on through aye
And Shawty think I'm oh so cool
Got them soul glow moves make ya old hoe choose
Yeah baby I make ya old hoe choose baby
I make ya old how want me, ya feel me?
She like the way a nigga sipping these electrolytes
She like the way a nigga roll them woods up
You know what I'm saying?
She like the way a nigga get highed up,
That's where she wanna be. Ya feel me?
A nigga oh so cool, man. I'm cooler than a polar bear's toe nails
Back before the ice was melting and shit
You know what I mean? I'm that cold
I'm Sub Zero, I'm Bi Han, Kuai Liang, you know what I'm saying?
I'm of their cloth, too cool baby.
Yeah. Junya!
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7. |
Kiawah Feat. Bert
03:53
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Yeah
Oh nana, Oh yeah yeah yay
(Swank made this shit?)
Oh nana, Oh yeah yeah yay
Oh nana (right, right, right, right, yeah)
Oh yay yay, Ohhh yay yay
Ohhh
Takin trips to secret locations on Kiawah
Rollin a g of that "Zaza" pack that she keep with her
Toes in the sand, some Casamigos, and quiet time
That pole in my hand for niggas thinking bout trying mine
Tongue kissing in hammocks, we smoking good, eating lamb and shit
Fantasies fulfilled she telling me I'm the man and shit
Her love intense and she give it cuz I can handle it
Get stroked in a boat on the ocean floating on cannabis
Touch the ocean floor like some tourists when we be snorkeling
Sipping tea from China that's in the finest of porcelain
She the finest, of course it's him, tat on her arm, ass in my palm
She look gorgeous. Chilling, chewing on Orbit
She wanted like it's a warrant for her arrest it's important
I suck her breasts while I love on her. yeah
Give her ecstasy til the sun is up
Next to sea where we love and fuck
Next to me on a private beach, ain't nobody gon fuck with us
Yeah cuz we just running them numbers up
We fucking until we slumber, huh?
Making love until the sun is up
Let's have a toast, we bout to coast tonight
Reminisce on the first time gave me chills no lie aye
And I got you all to myself tonight. Ohh
Let's get away, let's get away. Let's get away
Let's get away, let's get away
Catch me chillin in a villa on Kiawah
With my Chocolate eyed Chica
Chillin to the max we smoking Doobies by the river
Got her feenin' for the penis like a postman I deliver
We laying on the sofa got my eyes up to the ceiling
The good head and sex got my mind on a million
And no matter what she with me
She say she love my music and that little
Motivation is the reason why I do this
She stuff another Doobie. We take it to the brain
And she don't fuck with blunts, we keep them swishers off the plane
High sex is insane at 30,000 feet
Courtesy of bomb weed cloud nine is where we meet
Give her sex on the beach, and I ain't talking liquor
She say she want some chocolate, best believe I got that Snicker
She say she want it all and told me leave it in
I told her Ima beat it up, I bob and weave in it
Out by the sea and shit. She can't believe this shit
Yeah. She can't believe this shit
Out by the sea and shit. She can't believe this shit
Yeah. Hit it once and now she feenin' it. Yeah
Let's have a toast, we bout to coast tonight
Reminisce on the first time gave me chills no lie aye
And I got you all to myself tonight. Ohh
Let's get away, let's get away. Let's get away
Let's get away, let's get away
Let's get away, let's get away. I wanna take you there
I wanna take you there ooh
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8. |
Big Feat. Three
03:19
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Yeah
Junya
(Got my nigga Three in this bitch)
This that big shit man. Big way
I talk big big shit
Hit a lick, make it flip, that's that wrist whip shit
Aye, Ugh. I talk big big shit
Mane that hustling in my blood, I can't fix this shit
Aye, Ugh. She talk big big shit
Let em know, CEO, that's that rich bitch shit
Aye, Ugh. We talk big big shit
Mane that hustling in my blood, I can't fix this shit
Catching plays like Victor Cruz on this paper route (salsa)
Writing affirmations out. Me and my spouse
Remember when I lost it all, I ain't have no doubts
Gotta know how to move in a fucking drought
You won't know shit til it's done, I don't say a thang
My circle small cuz niggas playing games
Bought my girl a Telfar, yeah that big bitch
Gold chains, big rings, she do big shit
Yeah all of my niggas successful
Test em and shit get stressful
Homie gon wipe yo nose like bless you huh
Never a need to flex, they using them
Tecs to send you a message, but
It ain't a need for violence we
"Move in silence" intellectuals
To level up I had to step it up
Applying pressure for that bread it ain't no letting up
Never gave attention to a thang that ain't affecting us
Folks wanna be next to us
Because they know we blessed as fuck, but
Yeah
I talk big big shit
Hit a lick, make it flip, that's that wrist whip shit
Aye, Ugh. I talk big big shit
Mane that hustling in my blood, I can't fix this shit
Aye, Ugh. She talk big big shit
Let em know, CEO, that's that rich bitch shit
Aye, Ugh. We talk big big shit
Mane that hustling in my blood, I can't fix this shit
Hard hat zone work going on no break
They can smell me fore I even set foot on the pavement
Foot on they necks trying to make it make sense let me check
Been living like any day it could be up since that wreck
Do the most for that check. Die behind my respect if it come to it
They gon have to keep record of it
Paint a big mural more options than Georgia tech running routes no cleats
Hoe I'm new boot goofing
Double denim clear weather suede, they look like Supras
Way different than what ya used to styling, profiling
I'm laughing follow the bread crumbs all the way to the bank
That's where ya find me. Blowing clouds of exotic
Tip shawty like thank ya kindly she choosing, know ion mind it
Notice we do it bigger than niggas that say they grinding but be lying
She say that I got the juice, and her desire to try it is
Higher than me as a pilot, I'm one of the flyest, Lang
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9. |
Foreverlastin'
03:04
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Junya
On some wavy shit. Despite all of the hate he gets
They ain't saying shit cuz low key he know he
They favorite, tell them savor it
Remember the days when I prayed for this
Hitting major licks. It's safe to say Junya was made for this
On some Playa shit. No time in my life for a lazy bitch
I can't save a bitch, I tried almost died with the crazy bitch
I went back in twice. Was hooked on her taste and the face she gives
Now I'm acting right. I learned I can't be in that place for shit
Not the passive type, got something on ya mind then just say the shit.
I need black and white. Can't live with the gray on some Macy shit
Time to time this life gonna come with the bull, got to face the shit
When my partner Toucan died, I ain't know what to make of it
Eye for eye, these niggas dying, I swear it ain't making sense
That's why if I wrong you, I make amends
I'm out the way, never been into making trends
If we can't break bread, I ain't into making friends
Will I win it depends
Because a nigga human sometimes lacking discipline
Til I'm back in this again
Chase the sack like Warren Sapp til I'm out of debt, I'm getting ends
While these rappers out here capping, I spit facts until the end
And when my mental need a cleanse
I purge all of the negativity up out my mind
Remind myself that what is meant for me is always mine
Stay the course and you'll be fine
Give yourself some grace, what we'll always have is time
And that shit ain't even real. Yeah
Just got to go off what you feel
This life a test so count ya blessings in the field
Got to be present in the present, shit is real
It ain't no traffic when you in ya own lane
These days that's why I do own thang
Catch me in Ladson right off of Patriot whipping that chrome thang
Hair blowing in the wind while plotting to own thangs
Yeah, cuz I'm my own mane. Facts, yeah
I go for mine, I don't ever ask shit
Pray these blessings are forever lasting. Yeah
When you hear me hope you feel my passion
Pray these blessings are forever lasting. Yeah
It's been a minute, but I'm going back in
Pray these blessings are forever lasting yeah
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10. |
No Help
02:19
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Junya. Yeah. Aye
Keep my circle small cuz real is rare
Pray to God He guide my steps and keep me near
I'm a part of something bigger than myself
Swear to God I couldn't do this with no help
Pray to God He keep me close and guide my steps
Thank Him for my folks cuz real is rare
I'd be stupid tryin to do this by myself
Swear to God I couldn't do this with no help
Without ma and father ain't no me
Needed lessons, God had put that pain on me
That 64 Mario Kart we played for weeks
Came up bumping Ginuwine that Same Ole G
It was just me and my brodies in that Nissan
Started rapping, cuzo told me put the streets on
Even back then my flow was cold, they called me Bi Han
Almost gave up on this shit but they told me to keep goin, damn
The type of niggas that you need in your corner
Please believe I don't know where I would be without my homies
The focus us, we never seen no opponents
Til I die, Ima be my brothers keeper, and they know it
Keep my circle small cuz real is rare
Pray to God He guide my steps and keep me near
I'm a part of something bigger than myself
Swear to God I couldn't do this with no help
Pray to God He keep me close and guide my steps
Thank Him for my folks cuz real is rare
I'd be stupid tryin to do this by myself
Swear to God I couldn't do this with no help
To keep it a whole bean man
I wouldn't be where I am if it wasn't for God
You know what I'm saying? My fam, my partners
The project wouldn't be done if it wasn't for my nigga Swank
Ya feel me? Ya know...Sunrhe, Danzo, Three, Bert, Priest
I love ya'll, forreal
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11. |
SnotNose
02:28
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Yeah
In that chrome Avenger swerving potholes
Was smoking Apple Fritters on the top floor
In 2006 I had a thick bitch in some gauchos
Heard your baby mama was a thot hoe
But if I was a pimp she'd be my top hoe
We be having sex and eating tacos
Got her running from the face I call her snot nose
Got her running from the face I call her snot nose
Senior told me always keep it player
Stick to the mission never let these niggas play us
No time for leisure I ain't got no time to layup
If it's levels to this shit bitch I got layers
She say she wanna come back to my lair
I'm blessed that's why I always say my prayers
When you real, swear everything work in your favor
When you real, swear everything work in your favor
Trying to cop a new crib for my mama
Gotta run me up a check and add more commas
I do that by staying down and outta drama
Lacking guidance man you niggas need a Papa
You smoking chemicals but you thinking it's Zaza
Shawty sexy and she sweat me like a sauna
She fuck with me cause I kick shit like Adesanya
She fuck with me cause I kick shit like Adesanya
Wake up to a bag it's so refreshing
Every day I thank the Lord cause it's a blessing
In the Studio bout to kill another session
Got that Tooly if you really wanna test him
Bought a Canik but I really want a Wesson
Fucking on Lil shawty at the Westin
Baby girl was waiting for me when I checked in
She was waiting for me when I checked in
In that chrome Avenger swerving potholes
Was smoking Apple Fritters on the top floor
In 2006 I had a thick bitch in some gauchos
Heard your baby mama was a thot hoe
But if I was a pimp she'd be my top hoe
We be having sex and eating tacos
Got her running from the face I call her snot nose
Got her running from the face I call her snot nose
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12. |
All Mine Feat. Sunrhe
02:56
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14. |
FeetsOnNecks
02:33
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(Swank made this shit?)
I'm talking bout like
I want my kid's kid's kids to be straight, ya feel me? Yeah
I wanna take care of my whole family. Everybody eats, B
Word to Ace
Junya. Yeah
Aye, to the game I'm studious. Y'all niggas are humorous
Try and go against Jah and the Sun? That shit is ludicrous
Don't want you niggas next to me, I'm blessed to be intuitive
Trying to get rich as fuck where everything we touch is lucrative
Numerous streams of income and watch the crew get rich
Ain't no duplicates of this model, we move in unison
High as fuck when the doobie lit. Guess who name in the rumor mill
Niggas out here acting claim they read me like a movie script
(Man ya'll hear this stupid shit?) Y'all niggas dubious
Eating wack rappers nigga, y'all be the nutrients
Charleston rap chatter nigga? Jah be the nucleus
Higher than a stewardess with newer tits
Ain't new to this, been true to this shit
Grab my lady by her gluteus
Say she wanna suck with them juicy lips
Dick had her on the run like a fugitive
Once I finish bae I'm dipping I got loot to get
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
Millions in my vision, all I see is dollar signs
Moving with intention, I ain't got a lotta time
Cruising through the city, hustling be my nine to five yeah
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
Millions in my vision, all I see is dollar signs
Moving with intention, I ain't got a lotta time
Cruising through the city, hustling be my nine to five yeah
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
All I see is dollar signs
And I ain't got a lotta time
(And I ain't got a lotta time)
One thing about me, Ima get paid. My money and my mind made
Said that in 2020, years later and it ain't changed
The home team went and switched colors like away games
You my brother, but it's fuck you till we talk and we can shake hands
Looking at where I stand
Back against the wall, but never ever dawg have I ran
Did the dance with death all by myself, homie this my jam
I be who I wanna be cuz Nas told me I can!
(Nas told me that shit) Okay, single parent home
Only child grew up alone
Boiling water on the stove to wash with cuz it wasn't on
While my homie's out her trapping selling trees or selling stones
Telling me pick up a book, pick up a sport, or microphone
So I was in honors classes, played ball and could rap good
Not too bad for the kid who ain't have the best childhood
I gave it everything that I could
Now I'm getting everything as I should
Remember me as a leader in time
I gave the people everything they ever needed in rhymes
I go to sleep dreaming bout money, it impedes with my mind
Waking up the next day and all I see is the signs
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
Millions in my vision, all I see is dollar signs
Moving with intention, I ain't got a lotta time
Cruising through the city, hustling be my nine to five yeah
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
Millions in my vision, all I see is dollar signs
Moving with intention, I ain't got a lotta time
Cruising through the city, hustling be my nine to five yeah
Wake up in the morning with that money in my mind
All I see is dollar signs
And I ain't got a lotta time
(And I ain't got a lotta time)
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Jah Jr. Cary, North Carolina
2016 JLSC Hip Hop Award Winner
2017 JLSC Session II Hip Hop Award Winner
2017 USASC Award
Winner
Dublin, Georgia’s Jah Jr. is one of hip-hop’s most explosive acts both in personality and in the art he creates. With multiple publications covering his music and Jah bringing his personality to the stage through shows and festivals, it’s no wonder people are excited to hear what his next move is.
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