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r. davis – jhi like lyrics

[hook 1]
realest rapper up front (jhi like!)
from the dmv to the hunt (jhi like!)
broke bama bummies talking “money money”
why does everybody wanna stunt? (jhi like!)
you made a hundred stacks in a week?
you still rapping over stock beats
just being honest your favorite artist
ain’t sh-t put next to me (jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!)

[refrain]
jhi like!
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[verse 1]
trappers who never had seen dope
rappers who never had wrote lines
i know you like to talk about the nightlife
but your mama said “be home by nine!”
claim you a dealer my n-gga you bluffing
most of these n-ggas they ain’t saying nothing
then when they talking instead of the truth
they fabricate everything i hear you fronting
so i rap with agility keep you n-ggas in check
lyrical ability gotta show me respect
got the vulnerability mix it with versatility
it’s alive it’s an animal coming live and direct
i make the sh-t that connect you doing it incorrect
so when i hear you rapping i don’t see you as a threat
matter ‘fact i expect everybody will forget about
everything that you never wrote while they bump this

[refrain]
jhi like!
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
jhi like!
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[hook 2]
realest rapper up front
from the dmv to the hunt
broke bama bummies talking “money money”
why does everybody wanna stunt?
you got gucci all on your sheets?
n-gga let me see them receipts!
matter ‘fact come off the ‘gram with your money phone
call your girl and tell her to call me, jhi like!
(jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!)

[refrain]
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jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
jhi like!
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jhi like!
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[verse 2]
not gon’ lie, never came from the streets
never sold dope and i never packed heat
fake hood n-gga try’na act tough sound sweet
slim came up in a nicer house than me!
claim you a k!ller my n-gga you bluffing
most of these n-ggas they ain’t saying nothing
then when they talking instead of the truth
they fabricate everything i hear you fronting
no not me though i stay me, moe
everybody loves dirt but i stay clean though
i’m for real you real faux
you say you ball ankles broke on a free throw
and i’m still r. davis when the beat goes off
eating carry out with the mumbo sauce
n-ggas wellin’ joanin’ but it doesn’t matter
everything you yellin’ only chitter chatter godd-mn!

[hook 3]
i’m the realest rapper up front
from the dmv to the hunt
broke bama bummies talking “money money”
why does everybody wanna stunt?
i seen the sh-t with my eyes
whole careers based off of lies
just being honest i swear to god
i’ma keep it real ’till i die, jhi like!
(jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!)

[refrain]
jhi like!
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
jhi like!
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
jhi like!
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[hook 3 + refrain]
(i’m the realest rapper up front)
jhi like!
(from the dmv to the hunt)
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
(broke bama bummies talking “money money”)
jhi like!
(why does everybody wanna stunt?)
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
(i seen the sh-t with my eyes)
jhi like!
(whole careers based off of lies)
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
(just being honest i swear to god)
jhi like!
(i’ma keep it real ’till i die, jhi like!)
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!

[verse 3]
claim that you hard but my n-gga you bluffing
most of these n-ggas. they ain’t saying nothing
then when they talking instead of the truth
they fabricate everything, i hear you fronting
tell yourself lies try’na build up your ego
got all this buzz like your fans are mosquitos
‘till somebody realize if you was a g like you said
you’d be jhi like incognito
they be jhi blown, k!ll moe, i never k!lled foes
i was busy in the lab try’na k!ll flows
try’na ignore all these bama bummies in the hunt
try’na say i’m not a king by my skin tone
try’na go ham never try’na go slow
‘till jhi like is your f-cking ringtone
and a lot of n-ggas rap, i know, i know
i’m the best though
jhi like! jhi like! jhi like!
jhi like!

- r davis lyrics

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