Jiggs - From Me to U

Uh, yo
While y'all was whooping Rico and looking up cheat codes
I was scheming on c-notes
Trying to get moms in the Bahamas
Seem like the drama came from lack of commas
Visions of the crew trippin'
Jewels drippin' like we left them in a sauna
Karma kept me from harming niggas
Remember longing for longer riches
Crash and burn, rather yearn for my turn
Found my knack in putting back in rap, the soul
My habitat is tracks, the traction from my first few tracks
Made em think crack was back
The kid so witty, his flow so sickly
I need a IV in my right wrist when I write this shit
It's priceless to be like this
Thank God I'm one of one, my mother's youngest son
With the oldest soul, you niggas future plans my oldest goals
Goes to show they ain't built to go toe to toe, with Curtis M.H.
The kid who playmates, grew to be inmates
See, they perplexed how I perfectly rep the gang
If they let me in this arena, i'mma perfect-plex the game
And see, the perfect check will make him trade his respect
Codes and pride for a few follows and a Cuban link that's hollow
Damn, don't be surprised how low they go for the fame
Expect a lame to bring shame to this game
I do this for my legacy and my name
And when I look into the mirror dawg I see the truth
I told them I would change the game, they say they needed proof
So from me to you, from me to you
This shit from me to you
I never jumped out of my lane unless I needed to
I know the game gone bring some darker days but we gone see it through
Dedicated to my supporters, this from me to you
From me to you, from me to you
This shit from me to you
From me to you
Uh, uh, say
Truly yours
My pops said I had a better chance hittin' the lottery, shit
Until he heard me spit, now I'm like the lottery pick
“You know the game dirty
Remain sturdy in your ways” he exclaimed verbally
Shoutout to pops!
Right out the pot
I cook up classics like cook up
Addicts is the masses, at my shows dispense flows that fog glasses
See, flames like Wade and James
With a coalition that's on the same mission like Damon Wayans
It's a family thang
Deuce-ocho-cinco, broke boys think slow, and react slower
Swear they know ya till you throw em the polar shoulder
Cause when your flow is solar and you get to buzzin'
They swear they ya cousin
Knowing they wasn't rocking like bogus yola
I take it in stride, Ed Reed, you at a sped speed
They gone get in they feelings when we start deducting ceilings
And Forbes report they forging millions
Im making millionaires out of villains
Scared ‘cause for warfare you ain't prepared
Our mindset is what got us impaired
They'd rather pair us in a cell
Than pair us off to Yale prepared to lead the trail
Seen a talentless tally lives with black talons
And carry pride in genocide
Then when one of they men a die
They sit and cry and try to figure why
And when I look into the mirror dawg I see the truth
I told them I would change the game
They say they needed proof
So from me to you, from me to you
This shit from me to you
I never jumped out of my lane unless I needed to
I know the game gone bring some darker days but we gone see it through
Dedicated to my supporters, this from me to you
From me to you, from me to you
This shit from me to you
From me to you
Uh, uh, Truly yours

Written by:
Ja'Hauri Smith

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