J.T.C "AUS" - Flows (feat. Vdp)
Sick of getting told what's right for me
When half yall bitches wouldnt even fight for me
It's only a matter of time you see
Where I will be smoking weed at place I'd rather be
Green trees. Nice beach. Couple more bitches in my sheets
Less late night walking the streets I never believed that this life was made for me
Music the beats I won't be defeated
I got them retreating nah they wont believe it I wanted to see it
But I'm tunnel vision I don't play the system I run It within it
You play it don't get it fuck off or forget it. Or life you'll regret it
U know that I said it . I'm keeping them guessing with flows that interest them
Jamaican Egyptian my nations I'm reppin don't ever forget it
Won't ever forget get me. But never will get me
I say My level is higher I'm like the messiah turned to a writer first
I was a fighter I timed it right I just blew the lights up fire starter
I mix and master play your part I'm working harder said fuck the master I've gone right past ya
Pass the parcel I will pass it past you. Fuck the game like I am Marshall
I am legend Keep Telling the reverend that this isn't heaven
Keeping them guessing like what's coming next
I must Confess that I'm stressing people testing me
Taking me for granted. They aint got no fucking manners
So my price going up yep I don't give no fucks. What
They wonder what is up I tell them that they out of luck
Bet you Didn't think this was coming you thought it was funny
Your energy's dropping your losing your flopping
I'm winning I'm grinning I'm feeling better then ever
So when ever y'all ready just call my name walk the shame you
Thought this game was easy Mac & cheesy slapped and beated wrapped
And heated take a seat and just fucken eat it
I'm an assassin like creed I might fight rocky
A S A P they can not stop me. Oh You think you got me
What you got g. Probably od tryna match me
Microphone check 1,2,3 coming through to ya tha big VDP
Its J.T.C and VDP we smoke T.H.C on the daily, I wouldn't quit if ya paid me
I was born and raised in the middle of fucken Punchy
I went to school blazed, and all teachers wouldn't touch me
I would get straight A's just like I smoke grade A
You wanna smoke some mate? Give me a fucking break, Shit
Coz lately all these bitches wanna play me, try to change me
Drive me crazy, try do defame me, try to unname me, but
I'm so mutha fucking scary, when ya fucking make me angry
So I kick back with my bong packed and I watch some Tom and Jerry, shit
I do this, I won't quit, my joint lit, her pussy wet, I lick on her clitoris
Her eyes squint, she moan and she cum, shit
She scream loud as my dick hits her cervix
She keep cummin I'm rubbin on that love button
She deepthroating that shit like it aint nothin
I hold her hair back while she just keep on sucking
So bring the beat back and catch a fucking heart attack
Written by:
Adam Vandepol, Jacob Cesvette
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