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jid - lestudmuffin lyrics

[verse 1: j.i.d]
savage, hard-head living, huh
devil on my shoulder, i can’t see him, i just feel him, huh
god is my witness, focus vision, keep a distance, huh
dream motion living, being broke got me livid, huh
b-tches after b-tches, huh, all my n-ggas 2pac
speaking revolution or that sh-t that might get you shot, huh
threatened like i’m biggie, huh
kicking like i’m ong bak
b-tches love jid ’cause i got three legs and two socks

[hook: curtis williams]
i smoke more than i eat
drink more than i sleep
i f-ck more than i love girl, so w-ssup?
is you freaky?
i smoke more than i eat
drink more than i sleep
i f-ck more than i love girl, so w-ssup?
is you freaky?
i smoke more than i eat
drink more than i sleep
i f-ck more than i love girl, so w-ssup?
is you freaky?
i smoke more than i eat
(you so crazy, you so crazy, you so crazy)
drink more than i sleep
i f-ck more than i love girl, so w-ssup?
is you freaky?

[verse 2: j.i.d]
savages, let’s get back to business
i was bumping webbie, webbing through what’s in his vision
realize the image, was nothing like myself
became something different, i ain’t nothing like no one else
funny i would say that, sorry that you didn’t
sorry woman, sorry n-gga, i feel sorry for your kiddies
i can’t keep it artificial
i official, all the whistles
i won’t even argue with you
i’m so high, it’s all medicinal
imma get you high
pull up on a lones and it get you shot
talk a little sh-t brrr pop pop
still called your n-gga like jid joe pa, but is jid joe pa
yeah no naw
i just f-ck, i hit no raw
them talk sl!ck, i twist your jaw
no boys on leash don’t tempt no dog
all i gotta do is let ’em off the wrist though
10 4 n-ggas shooting from the hip so
shut eye i can shoot ’em from a disco
n-ggas shooting on the blitz tho
touchdown, had to throw the ball to christo
n-gga had to get ghost
me talking sh-t, broke, p-ssed and paranoid i’m grabbing on my pistol
my bull in a dismal state for dismissal i dipped my d-ck in gold girl who sent you?
tell my d-ck don’t get too hard, we out in public being stars
i would just take you to my whip
f-cked a b-tch, flipped a car
ridin slab, sipping bar
i heard it from a g before, i always knew i’d be a star
had to talk, me and god
told me there was two types of people, me and yall
sorry i ain’t seeing y’all, it’s gonna take like 33 of y’all
45s at 4-5 am, no i ain’t sleep at all
ask me why i go so hard
ask me why my flow so hard
i ain’t tripping, i just ask them n-ggas what team they going for

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