STJ Intro

My People First
Seen some niggas put on shirts
I don't have to play it street
Fuck acting tough
I put in work
Put them stories in a verse
Live by that gun it get you murked
Here's a story of a nigga who went crazy
Cause he hurt off them percs

See my people hit them licks they did that time and pled the fifth
My uncle made it off of murder they said life was what he'd get
Them boys was tweaking
He got six and now we turn up getting lit
They tried to keep me out the streets until I went and bought a stick

Bitch I grew up a suburban parents left and now I trap
I done tried to play it right until they stabbed me in the back
I was always good in school now tote a tool that blow you back
Talking semis glocks and gats
I put my family on the map

Grandma hate the life I chose, and she don't want me round no poles
I been focused on my play me and my niggas trying to score
Bitch i'm steady chasing blues yeah, we all seen that shit before
Hit them licks, but I need more swear this rap shit better blow

For I wipe a nigga nose
Do him dirty like his hoe
Send them niggas make him fold
Bet all them cases staying closed
Yeah all them cases staying cold
It's too much that they don't know
This the story of the youngest
It was murder what he spoke

Bitch