Jalen. - Hunter Biden

I went out on a mission got it done
I heard that boy was talking shit, I up that blick and make him run
And that boy never getting rich he got some insufficient funds
Niggas know I'm really lit I got that shit up in my lungs

You talking crazy to your mans, around your bitch you bite your tongue
No, I cannot fuck with that nigga cause I heard that he a bum
And you thought that I was playing nigga boy you must be dumb
You would think I'm in a band because a nigga keep that drum

And all my niggas keep a weapon
My shooting hitting shit from deep my nigga, we just call him Stephen
If I run down and my blick jam well then consider that a blessing
Don't get the answer leave 'em guessing
Don't give a fuck bout what you think no I'm not taking your suggestions

Nigga don't play with your life if you don't think that you is bout it
I took a break from off the lean I thought that I could live without it
I know that your bitch know my name I'm in the crib I make her shout it
I'm getting too much fucking money it is so damn hard to count it

I might just give lil bro allowance
If your bitch coming to the crib she laying down and getting pounded
Back in the day she wasn't tryna fuck with me now she astounded
I heard that boy was talking shit we at his house got it surrounded

I'm getting money now shit ain't funny now I'm really up
I'm sipping muddy now do not worry bout what's in my cup
And he a dummy now he forgot his blick he out of luck
Heard he was talking down, so I made this blicky shut him up

All them niggas that you hang with, bet they talk behind your back
I got a DM from your bitch that bitch she say that I'm a snack
And If I catch that nigga lacking Ima turn him to a pack
You Hunter Biden if you think that I won't win you smoking crack

If we not having conversations bout the money its a wrap
I got these niggas running relays you would think the shit was track
I go to sleep, and I wake up to titty pictures on my snap
I took your bitch she call me daddy make her sit up on my lap

This is just the shit that I be doing
I don't gotta be the best but everyday I'm still improving
And yes I might have took an L but it's just life I keep it moving
The way that I be throwing shots you must have thought that I was hooping

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