Untitled Song
• Written by JKOLS
Yea Mama aint raise no fool she taught me to believe In God. But im deceived
cause all I focus on is weed and cars, or weed and broads. the trick, clear yo
mind and escape the charge. Run out into the street and you might just catch a
car. when in doubt, pinky out, and finesse a bitch. you say that's yo girl but she really
Are's. Yeah that's the trick, don't be mad its a; game you just happened to catch the
stick. I just happened to see a something thick and just happen to hit a lick.
This just the tip of the icy burg. if DA can be capped, it aint no capping
DA. Me and my niggas make capital. Im a Capitan like William shapner. and
A gift im wrapping ya. My mix tape in a month, gonna be cracking cuz. chilling
kicking back, and rolling up some indica. Me and young Caleb in da cut.
Look it in the eyes of Houston. and see we don't give no fucks. Have dreams of
settling down with a beautiful women yall can keep the ducks. yall keep the
muts. My heart nvr fumbling . Like angels up in the heavens. im a open book like
7/11. Told my niggas see when bullets come you duck and weave. And don't fuck
with the ducks with weave. Because they'll invite bullets to yo life. then leave yo
imagination strung out like spaghetti. Arrest me if im faking. Im not a cheetah
to my woman im her lion. Bring the bacon home, shit sad if I take to long she
think im cheating. Im getting sick cause of all her shit that im eating. Was hoping
to see a little me. so I gave her my semen. Im trying hard to touch my people,
straighten em without preaching. Hope I make a change, before
leaving. Mama be grieving, the lord told me ima see him soon. He told this evening.
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JKOLS
Member since June 13 2014