jaey kilo – aim for lyrics
[intro – jaey kilo]
foot on they necks it’s a light flex
choppa at ya body and dissect
came from a&h and pyrex
face gator check my rep
[verse 1- jaey kilo]
tell her i’m jaey kilo, i don’t f-ck with these n-gg-s, these n-gg-s like b-tches bae
f-cking ya, but i ain’t trusting ya, cuz the majority of these hoes is snitches bae
young -ss n-gg-, done came from rags, and i’m tryna make it to riches bae
black, white, spanish, or asian, i don’t discriminate, i don’t see difference bae
people threw party’s in school and such, but i wasn’t cool enough, so they ain’t invite me
now that sh-t changed they d-cking my name, but sh-t that they in, don’t never excite me
they at they maddest, cuz we bout to have it, them n-gg-s is f-ggots they way that they bite me
hit in the shower, i go for a hour, d-ck horse power, the way that she ride me. look
i’m bout to prove it, so wait till i do it, i’ll ride in the rolls or the buick
and they’ll detest me, but they won’t check me, and they’ll respect me in music
been respected in the streets, ima g a triple 3, i done moved it
i ain’t no -ss, when i get to the cash, just let it stack, i won’t loose it
don’t play me ya music ain’t feeling it, we ain’t affiliates, no we ain’t partnas
bc religion, i’m ratified in em, so if you say f-ck us then you is a martyr
work with no charger, grind a lil harder, stay one step ahead cuz i’m smarter
keep me a pipe, and you rolling the dice, but don’t gamble ya life do you wanna barter ?
that choppa leave a hole in ya head bout the size of a glory hole
i could probably fit the whole usa flag on that new pole
so don’t get exposed, you feel hot and cold they struggle to keep up the way i’m switching my flow
these n-gg-s all talk, yet to seent em walk, man you must off chalk, if you think we gone fold d-mn
[verse 2- nye street]
please don’t get misdirected
here there is no misconceptions
we know exactly what to aim for
usually thinking clever
i’m focused on better energy
sliding on sh-t k!lling melodies
if you can’t stand me please don’t next to me
got ya shorty dripping get her a napkin
she snorting powder she be high as aspen slope
i rolled up grabba you smoke out that lame sh-t what’s that another 2 for 1
we chasing paper get you some
need protection like you daniel son ?
i’m cooling with 4 venezuelan tings boutta pull n-gg- lounging
hound a hater steady pocket watching if you hit a lame maneuver
i ain’t even have to beef, had my side b-tch wet you up
leave you dory
same sh-t made up storys
my n-gg-s in for the money, you n-gg-s in it for the glory
[outro- nye street]
but we gon see who music live forever
this real rap or that corny sh-t
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