Jawz

Get wet up
Like jaws
Game that I got
Yeah it
Barely got flaws
Toss up the
Burner not counting
The loss
They be the workers
Don't Want Be the boss
City on back
Imma do what it cost
I'm from BK
But I'm not from the floss
I'm from the east ave
You a good boy
You don't seem bad
Steal in the hood
like I'm Sinbad
LS why you did that
Wanted to
See if I got it
The chrome in my pocket
Don't need me a wallet
She touching my body
I told her to stop it
You is too spoiled
You want it
I cop it
I need to stop it
Run up the rack aid
Stuff in the bag
Why do we spend it
Cause we never had
She got attitude
Cause she is bad
Bro on the block
And he stealing a gt
Smoke on the gas
And we roll up the gp
Walk on the block
And you smell before
You see weed
Pussy was sweet from the back
Call her kiwi
I hit it twice and you
Never gone see me
Having bad dreams
Of the deaths of my bloodas
Give up it all just to see them again
The pain of the trauma
Don't want me new friends
Clothes be delivered
I'm slimey I slither
Sneak dissing me
You'll get killed about a whisper
She gave the top
But you kissed her
Get wet up
Like jaws
Game that I got
Yeah it
Barely got flaws
Toss up the
Burner not counting
The loss
They be the workers
Don't Want Be the boss
City on back
Imma do what it cost
I'm from BK
But I'm not from the floss
I'm from the east ave
You a good boy
You don't seem bad
Steal in the hood
Like I'm Sinbad
LS why you did that
Yeah fifteen hundred
Gun to ya muffin
We tell you to run it
Cash of the money
We put on ya girl
We making her ass uh
Run up the money
We see that boy
We bussing his ass
Yeah I'm from Newark too
If you look at us wrong
We might shoot at you
Smoke a mizzy
Then stomp on a opp or two
Cop a deuce sip it
Perky got me lifted
Going on a mission
Step through the rain
Mud water representing my pain
Did it for fun didn't do it for stain
They taking us out
Of the hood with a crane
Smokin on bulb
When I want a new strain
They calling me weird
But they mad that they plain
Different emotions
They fight in my brain
Don't know what I'm saying
Get up with our slang
Gucci my mane
Shoot for my brother
The clip get the finger
Shot in the night
Had to turn of my ringer
One stroke of my power
Turned to a singer
They cross you
Then ask for forgiveness
Boy they a joke
All of my deepest secrets
In the bars that I wrote
Big drugs when I'm trying to cope
I live my life on a slope