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michael - gerald (gee$) sheppard lyrics

[intro:]
these n*ggas clout chasin’ just so they can go viral
i speak street gospel, i don’t really know the bible
i call my n*gga tom brady when he throw the spirals
and when i step into the booth, i perform like michael
x2

[verse 1:]
tyson, jordan, and jackson, i been rhymin’ and snappin’
you sittin’ on couches, slackin’, that’s why you assed out
the way i handle my business, you see i cash out
after i finish with your mrs. then i pass out, n*gga
i treat this sh*t like it’s my last dance so i should perform this in a 3*piece with a jazz band
blazing fire like i put some matches to a gas can
work for hire, meet your supplier, this your last chance
i’m a bad man, my granddad played that james brown
when l fronted that work, we in the game now
was baggin’ up at bebe crib, that was my main house
how i end up being gee$? i can’t explain how
like the song ending, we just watch you n*ggas fade out
my n*ggas balance that beam, that’s how it weighs out
my grandma found that work, that’s why i stayed out
they was sleepin’ on me, look like they awake now

[chorus:]
these n*ggas clout chasin’ just so they can go viral
i speak street gospel, i don’t really know the bible
i call my n*gga tom brady when he throw the spirals
and when i step into the booth, i perform like michael
x2
[verse 2:]
you gotta get it how you live, do it for your kids
i’m only spittin’ sh*t that’s stickin’ to my n*ggas ribs
please do as i say, don’t do as i did
after i made that play, i flew to the crib
fixed a plate but forgot, i had no juice in the fridge
worked at burger king, walked to work in boots by the bridge
summer time we used to get lit and ride through the ridge
aye look, i’m the starter, the author who fathered this sh*t
the flow so ridiculous on some marvelous sh*t
locked in that cage, we was on that ramen and sh*t
in that deuce*trey zone, on my dominant sh*t
competition? none, ain’t nothin’ harder than this
see i’m a college park repper, real n*ggas throw yo sets up
we pass ya girl to whoever want the next nut
on my dougie, you ain’t see me when i put my leg up
i want this money, n*ggas hungry
better tell em’ i’m next up, n*gga

[outro:]
these n*ggas clout chasin’ just so they can go viral
i speak street gospel, i don’t really know the bible
i call my n*gga tom brady when he throw the spirals
and when i step into the booth, i perform like michael
x2

- gerald gee sheppard lyrics

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