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jmb rrp - oh lord lyrics

oh lord, i remember i couldn’t afford
no sneakers or a pair of speakers
now i’m sitting back smoking reefer
laughing at you clowns getting weaker
i’m just spitting fire i’m hitting off the meter
got a girl yeah she’s a pleaser
flying thru the sky call me peter pan
they just ask who i am, i just tell them i am the man
they just better understand
that i’m here for the grand
no to play with sand
i want the uncle sam’s
so i can get them grams and life up to my fans
and rep up all the bands into better hands
i just reprimand the game
make myself a name and increase the fame
that’s the target that i’ll aim
with me, my squad and my gang
that’s just how i’ll bang, bang, yeah, that’s just how i bang
with me my squad and my gang yeah that’s just how i bang
i just got the f+cking strain
if you fight against me, gonna f+cking sting
i just wear gold, ice, i’m a f+cking king
i’m out the order, i’m a recorder and your just a h++rder
i’m a baller like i’m porter, you rappers right out of disorder
uh, b+tch i ain’t playing, this song is what i’m laying
i ain’t got time for scr+ppin’
what the f+ck are you saying?
what the f+ck are you praying?
uh, nope i’m not done
yeah b+tch i’m the one
i don’t tote no gun
but i’m still one ton
still one k’, what the f+ck you gotta say?
on my grind everyday
i make her grind, uh, every way
anyway, i just got to phu with my squad
yeah, you know who
yeah my dawg kenan
what the f+ck you meaning?
i’m smoking dope now i’m leaning
never mind, i was dreaming
hold up now i’m scheming
i’m making your b+tch scream
and [yeah uh, yeah]
i pettle to the f+cking metal
i just rap it off the mental
i don’t need no accidental

- jmb rrp lyrics

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