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e - jamesonjah disciple lyrics

[intro]
uhh
tried to record at james’ house, james is a sellout
never trust him

[verse]
found this sh*t on yt, on a grey seat out lookin’ for a godd*mn type beat (huh!)
with a white tee, look what i see
new cop, you can bet that it’s godd*mn pricey (cha*ching!)
now i’m icy, don’t try me, n*ggas know i
keep a tech, no godd*mn nike
talk nicely, strapped with my heat, you run by
choppa get to kickin’ like mikey (kick!)
and you know the gang like toman (toman)
we out here soldiers like romans (romans)
and my wrist shine, it glowin’ (glowin’)
need boats for my water, i’m rowin’, i’m rowin’
you give me a beat and i go in, i go in
got water like sun had just came after snowin’
and paint me a picture like that n*gga so*bin
like playback, i got agents all on the low and
i pass other n*ggas with extra diction
made getting paper nonfiction
now i got me expensive fits and
now i got me expensive whips and
you cross the line like mason*dixon
then you get greeted with chops and bl!cks
i read between lines and stanzas, huh
shot wide like a panorama, huh
clip look like a d*mn banana, huh
big green like bruce banner
keep it quiet, keep it silent
leave his soul in the sky like a godd*mn pilot (sky)
this is my sh*t, now i write it
play with letters like a young n*gga had been violet (evergarden)
put the pen to the page and the page to the stage
and i’m stackin’ my chips like i’m packaging lays
got you in disarray like i’m hakos bae
choppa hit 3 times, men dou kote (grrrr)
only spit 5 rhymes, more on the way
and my n*ggas flip packs, cirque du soleil
and we spin with the metal like a new beyblade
and i’m snuffin’ out smoke like a d*mn ashtray
and my n*ggas line you up like you askin’ for fades
if you diss on my name then you asking for blades (ow!)
and i’m out getting paid while you askin’ for raise
if you don’t obey, get tossed like tray
and if i got heat, i’m spittin’ it (spittin’ it)
if it’s a battle i’m winnin’ it (winnin’ it)
alphabet coming, it’s imminent (imminent)
wrote me some bars and got into it (into it)
now i put tracks on the internet (internet)
for all my n*ggas to listen (listen)
push to the top like a piston (piston)
and if i shot, no missin’ (missin’)
you got no pot, to p*ss in (p*ss in)
off notebook like yeah, i read that (read it)
n*ggas thinkin’ like d*mn, he said that (said it)
countin’ up big racks
stackin’ up money like patties on big macs (stack it!)
talk crazy, get put in a big pack (big)

[outro]
uhh
i like the beat on this song
i think it’s really cool
yeah

- jamesonjah disciple lyrics

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