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jari$ - 2016 backroom freestyle lyrics

[intro]
finna just do it like this
yeah

[verse]
you ever stay up all night, thinkin’ ’bout life
how you was in deep struggles and people just gave advice
never been up on that fake sh+t, p+ssy i can’t relate
i had to microwave my life, now i’m servin’ that hot plate
i know i’m h+lla cold, leave you b+tches with snot face
i got k!llers in the family that’ll leave you with shot face
and no we don’t g+ngb+ng, trust me that’s not the case
a lotta y’all be blowin’ smoke not knowin’ that sh+t was laced
wasn’t a sucka then, still not a sucka now
i ain’t ever gon’ be runnin’ when trouble gon’ comе around
every hater talkin’ sh+t till i’m therе, it’s not a sound
talkin’ out your neck gon’ leave you laid up on the ground
you a fool if you thinkin’ i’m b+tch+made
never carry my glock but homie i keep the switchblade
and you might’ve been hot then but homie i’m hot now
yeah you might be reppin’ your block but i’m steady reppin’ the town
you in it for the fame, i’m tryna just get this bread up
livin’ life in the moment i’m tryin’ not to get fed up
pressure is applied to my life and i never let up
got a lotta haters and homie that’s no doubt
but at least i don’t post for convenience to gain clout
i got p+ssies thinkin’ i’m cool till i run ’em outta they house
and everybody got a plan till i punch they ass in the mouth
middle finger to the opps, steady prayin’ i fail
i done seen heavenly things, even experienced h+ll
but through all that bullsh+t, i know i’m finna prevail
when i went to talk to doc, i knew i would, excel
look, my flow heavy, lyrics is all ready
when i spit a sixteen i’m not talkin’ ’bout r. kelly
if i tell a chick my name she won’t really know who i am
but when i show her all my numbers then suddenly i’m the man
if a hater talkin’ sh+t then i’m comin’ through with the hands
accolades don’t compare cause homie that’s juxtaposition
i might be in second place but boy, that’s just a position
got the key turnin’ around, wait, that’s the ignition
you watchin’ me keep lit with the gas, yup, that’s the ignition
yeah, i’m not movin’ just for nothin’ i’m on a mission
i done seen the good and bad, i been with the wrong groups
you twenty+five with no license, you better aim for that coupe
get your mind right homie, keep your priorities straight or somethin’
said you figured it out at 18, b+tch, you was straight bluffin’
you always wanna talk, i’m waitin’ to here somethin’
i be all black movin’ i don’t colorbang nothin’
she stutter when i’m the topic, these ladies is crushin’
if you ever jumped somebody, you a sucka, on my momma
where i’m from, when it was problems, we scr+pped, mano y mano
i don’t ever follow up, never promotin’ all they lives
cause what kind of thug be, promotin’ all of they crimes
you, real p+ssy, trust me this not a diss
but if you offended that’s only because the shoe fits
and you better wear it with pride, stand behind the life you live
b+tch

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