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critical 2 stable - allstar jr lyrics

[intro]
i ain’t even know how i was finna f*ckin’ look, n*gga (just ask my baby mama what i looked like)
i ain’t know if i was gon’ be able to rap again or if i was gon’ even have the same voice, n*gga
(the coal cash collection)
be able to chew again, n*gga (welcome to get a bag records)
(you can see the plate)
any of that sh*t, n*gga (let’s get a bag)
(can you tell for real?)
we just blessed to be here
(dime on the beat)
[verse 1]
crime in the d on jr, he got a blue hat
knowin’ i was me*me’d up in n*ggas’ group chats
it ain’t sh*t thеse n*ggas wan’ do if n*ggas gon’ do that
sh*t, wrap most n*ggas up, i can go through that
boy, you talk way too crazy, you gotta chew them
out hеre, ain’t gon’ win every time, n*ggas gon’ do them
n*ggas tried to give me that ride, they don’t get two trips
thought about a whole d*mn lot bleeding profusely
boy, don’t give your heat to these streets, they gon’ abuse it
ain’t no tappin’ out in them kids, you gotta do this
just some more sh*t for the story, i can’t be tripping
make sure your nuts still strapped on when you the victim
mouth wired on every side, relearned to breathe
b*tch, you ever wanted to yell and couldn’t scream?
weeks i’m just talkin’ to nell, low self esteem
walked every day down with her and talkin’ to dee

[interlude]
that was the craziest sh*t of my life, bro
whole f*ckin’ mouth wrapped the f*ck up, wired the f*ck up and sh*t
just learning how to eat like that, n*gga, on a liquid diet
just drinkin’ broth, n*gga
findin’ out about different soups, i’m just readin’, i ain’t even trippin’ like i wanted to get back
i’ma f*ck this b*tch up
i’m ’bout to lock in on this b*tch
we gon’ turn up through this b*tch
let’s get it
[verse 2]
when i’m bumpin’ into dog? when this sh*t finna happen?
wake up, jar is kickin’ my head, d*mn near refractured
he just happy daddy home, he don’t know no better
tryna handle it like my baby, this sh*t some pressure
it ain’t often god pass blessings out like that
police panickin’ like they don’t know where cyanide at
imagine hittin’ panic mode and you just die like that
i ain’t never jumpin’ out here, wastin’ time off that
wanna pop out trippin’ with your ice on, hangin’?
n*ggas get shot every day, this your lifestyle, ain’t it?
n*ggas call me rap n*ggas when they locked in hating
then turn around like, “that n*gga not that famous”
shut the f*ck up, b*tch, you got a need for cheese
amg drivin’ wild like it’s need for speed
i remember every city that’s in need of beans
i can’t forget, i’m feelin’ like them b*tches needin’ me

[outro]
i just knew, soon as i got to at least, like, seventy*five percent, i was back on my sh*t
i wasn’t ’bout to waste no time, n*gga
just eight days after i done got that sh*t took out my mouth
i still got screws in my head, sh*t, right now, n*gga
it’s so much sh*t i gotta get off my chest ’bout this sh*t, n*gga
just how i’m ’bout to bust this b*tch down, n*gga
(records)
let’s get a what? (let’s get a bag)

- allstar jr lyrics

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