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4sight - j.j. sanders lyrics

(intro: j.j. sanders)
uh*huh!
aye, aye, aye
j*a*y!
n*gga fasho that (n*gga fasho that!)
i walked in with that sack and she know that (n*gga she know that!)
and sh*t, n*gga you knew that!
21st holla at us!

(hook: bizzy bailey)
said i been feeling like the man all night
gotta love it when they hating cause the man’s alright
got some bad b*tches eating out my hand, all types
never had a worry, understand foresight
why else would we be survivors and the others didn’t?
how we all take separate paths and still got tunnel vision?
we been grinding, gritting t**th, feel like a motors missing
time is now, i told them n*ggas give em no restrictions (it’s jay!)

(vеrse 1: j.j. sanders)
drip me out in dеsigner
what trips me out are these n*ggas in comments
be watching every last one of yo moves
waiting on you to give em responses
n*ggas talk down on the gang and be broke
me and them n*ggas ain’t got sh*t in common (nothing!)
can’t help but laugh on my way to the bank
n*ggas a joke and i’m just being honest (hahaha)
i beat the block down like giannis
been running sh*t like a nose, no sinus
been the type of a n*gga to get it in on my own
i get it in all alone, never needed co*signing (never!)
everywhere that i go i’m on timing
these n*ggas just cap in they raps, they just rhyming
but say if it’s smoke, i get close like a barber and line em
wanna meet god? i’ma sit you beside him
this rapping sh*t, i’ve mastered it
i keep a g on me on some packer sh*t
you disrespect, i up the tec, i’m blasting it
you better play ya role on some actor sh*t (play yo role!)
i’m usually chilling, my n*ggas be clapping sh*t
all of em shoot on some shooting for captain sh*t
i could care less bout these n*ggas
but they hate on me like that sh*t putting food in they cabinets (why?)
fix ya priorities
throwing signs like a frat but yo clique a sorority (p*ssy!)
salute to the real, cause faking is in the majority (salute!)
i been k!lling sh*t call the authorities
my swag to the max like i’m cam (dab!)
i might get a check off this rapping sh*t, then move to la like the rams
my hustle came straight from the struggle
so you n*ggas should know where i stand (you know it)
never will i beef with no man
but if you push me i will sin like russell (uh*huh)
i’m bout my chips no ruffles (yeah)
bring that money in by the duffle (cash!)
i been d*gg*ng sh*t i need a muzzle (grr!)
foe b*tch we the muscle! (huh!)
(hook: bizzy bailey)
said i been feeling like the man all night
gotta love it when they hating cause the man’s alright
got some bad b*tches eating out my hand, all types
never had a worry, understand foresight
why else would we be survivors and the others didn’t?
how we all take separate paths and still got tunnel vision?
we been grinding, gritting t**th, feel like a motors missing
time is now, i told them n*ggas give em no restrictions

(verse 2: bizzy bailey)
it was bizzy got these n*ggas in here really spitting
play they music, hear my spirit if you really listen
presently too gifted, it’s a wrap, i give em plenty christmas
smoke the christmas tree then give em h*ll like jesus he’s a christian?
do i need to mention all the time i put into this sh*t?
so intuitive, i never lie, i’m standing true to this
with this music sh*t, get to and fro i’m thinking ludacris
it was ludicrous them n*ggas made it with that boo boo sh*t
born in ’93 when ask jeeves was where google is
ai was a baller, not some sh*t that know the future b*tch
i’m so past you n*ggas, it came out forward but i’m rapping backwards n*gga
i got this mask and n*gga
why a lot of times i be laughing n*gga, biz!

- j j sanders lyrics

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