Lyrics

[Verse 1: J.R. Writer] Ughh, I hear you Big Never mind these Thots It's a dog eat dog world I'm at the Chinese spot Try me not, They gone make me rise these Glocks And have em' looking out a box That's a ID shot (blat, blat) No flexin', I'm still a known legend That been out doing his own deal since '07 (facts) That's word to everything You ain't never been near me (nope) Just tell me anything Then you better be Siri (word) Hear me, Hear ye you looking at the king Swing my arms around, till I gotta put em' in a sling Wanna put me in the bing (but what?) But yo, even the Adams family know I ain't really looking at a thing (at all) Just a minor setback For a major comeback Niggas' who respect rap They don't really want that But thats the way the eggs hatch Even on a comeback(what?) All them cats you said rap (what?), gonna' still be dumb wack I came in the game thinking Niggas's was Fam' Till it hit the fan And seen all this shit was a scam I'm a bigger man though I got infinite plans Get off your peanut butter shit when niggas get in a Jam Damn (damn) You can't ignore I got bundles of raw (that crack) When it came to radio I was the one you would call You don't recall, then I call your bluff (hello) I ain't talking tough But these niggas' change overnight Soon as you lawyer up The game is disgusting I lace my constructions It ain't about paper im touchin' It ain't a discussion Hear me? (hear me?) Im trained to go All this shit Im thankful fo' I might be the greatest But a nigga ain't ungrateful though (not at all) I always was sick (sick) Never was Riff (never) Above lit And that's word to all my club hits (that's my word) I will forever be and always was dip Just hurt to see some niggas you fuck with on some fuck shit But fuck it (fuck it) Find me in the Jects' with the Thunder (thunder) In the pee jays like I'm dressed for a slumber (sheesh) Stretching the wonder (wonder) Posted up, just like a Tumblr (tumblr) You finna' watch a vet do his numbers (cha-ching) Fronter? You selling dreams, but I'm into Fettuccin' (chine?) If it ain't about that evergreen Im off the 'effin scene (im off it) Who told you you was nice, they mean you're never mean (mean) Scarface told me I was nice when I was seventeen (that's a fact) I'm a great Don't be talking out of place (please) It's all locked money, I ain't talking 'bout a safe (safe) And all these new rappers that you talking 'bout ain't safe (safe) National Geographic when you talk about the Ape (huh huh) I'm Mobby? (mobby) You cats were never Gotti Im gon' lift weights and come home slapping everybody (ha ha ha) Until then I'm as high as a trip To Maui and shit Leaving y'all with powerfulness Writer!