Jowy Webb - Babble

I’m seeing better days
I think that I found me a way
Some things that I found to get paid
Some lessons I learned in exchanged
Cause back in my younger days I would go through some things
Mentally
Physically
Killing my enemies
Bitches they envy me
Niggas be praying till they see the end of me
Nigga I’m peeping ya energy
Niggas be all on my dick
They be Like damn you rap
Well Ain’t that some shit
I’m at a level you never could get
Reminisce on my younger days
Back when I was on the field
Back when hoes wouldn’t chill
Now I rap for a deal
Now the pussy getting killed
Aye
I’m still a lil cocky
Got punches like rocky
Got money in pockets
Don’t look for no option
The quarterback keeper
Got kicks like a sneaker
I’m taking her soul like the reaper
Now play that shit back
Heard that she listen to trap trap trap trap
Please don’t find out what I’m capable of
And All that slime talk Nigga
I might just hand you a slug
Push a pound through your city
Now I’m claiming yo hood
And I might smile up in yo face
but please don’t think that we good
Aye
Well that ain’t my life
Playing it safe
Cause you can’t live it twice
But how can you make it out
On the same route
Swear you’ll never sprout
Cant grow
Flow cold
Like cold stones
Got bad like ozone’s
just need some promo
Hit the ground running
Niggas know I’m coming
Frat boy stumping
And I’m heating the summers
Cooler than winters
Born a sinner
Pray the lord forgive me
But this just the beginning
Don’t ask me motives
I’m not sugar coating
Won’t stop I’m the coldest
And all of these nights
That I struggled
I swear that they owe us
I’m keeping the count
Like I’m tracking the quotas
I ain’t doing no flexing
Cause my mama stressing
Nigga run through the fam
bet these bullets catch him
They done peeped the fake
So I changed the play
I’m not a rapper trapper or a actor homie
So if you pop the shit
Then you gotta show me
I’m embarrassing niggas
Like they pledging for me
They notice I came with key
No more lock doors like she tryna fuck me
Now I done made it to playlist
You Still think I’m Playing
You don’t snap like that
Told them niggas say less
All my verses paint pictures
Like hieroglyphics
Pen stroking the pad
Carving every sentence
Boy the liquor be blocking my thoughts
Giving heart soul but it come with a cost
It’s a brand new me
And it’s clear to see
Boy I gassed the pedal
And broke the key
And I cut the lines
ain’t no stopping me
Like I’m playing madden
Mind run on green

Written by:
Jamani Webb-Payne

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