AJT and MJeezy - Coffins

Nope! I'm not stopping
It's not, part of my logic
To talk, like I'm demonic
But my thoughts on this topic
I'm honestly kinda borderline bit sorta psychotic
Fuck locking the monster in, ya motherfucka, let's pop it
You shop to be rocking designers
I'm copping a couple of Opps their fuckin coffins
I'm cocked, ready to drop em
Pop! In his noggin
You shocked, I'm not just talking
The Glock is not an option
Always hot in my pocket
I don't fake attack
I take a track
And make it snap
I will rake the cash
And never break my back
But always make it have
The greatest batch
Of lyrics taped and mashed
Just to make you spazz
And take you back
To days of crazy rap
Appreciate the craft
Uh, It's Jeezy on the mic
I'm kinda sorta like
A devil with no horns, A rebel with no Cause
A demon with no reason to fuck up your life
But still will
And keep wishing you ill will, I'm petty like that
I do it out of spite
I'm the type to bring a knife and pick a sword fight
Start up shit at will and ruin the whole night
And still win
Ya Bish! I'm the real deal
Ain't talking about paper when I say I kill bills
I turn diamonds to dust, I sharpen real steal
I'm off my rocker, I let my demons steer wheels
I'm off my meds again, quick hand me that chill pill

Written by:
Anthony Tchilinguirian, Mohamed Jazmati

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