Jay175k - Cracking MY Nerves

I dont give a fuck what luh nigga say
Cause when I pull up he got nothing to say
We caught em in public, he dropping his head
I dont give a fuck what position im in
Im never gone fold, know im keeping it solid
They try rob me, and somebody gone die
The day that die, burry me with the glock
I love when I walk in the mall, cause thats when you run into opps
Oh pussy ass nigga, just tough on the gram
Take something from, im cut off yo hand
Got a whole lotta guns, and whole sticks
You said that running from who?
I still got the glock in the booth
We dropping his top, like riding a coupe
You think that im pussy, come me show me im pussy

Yeah you went to jail aint nothing EAT, cause you let the niggas take off ya plate
I live what I aint no cap in rap
Cause sometimes I feel like im ready to go
Still the gun, and Im ready to blow
I know we gone die, but I dont give a fuck
I jumped out the car, and I jumped in truck
Boy what the fucccckk, is you muthafucking saying
IT AINT NO TALKING, YOU KNOW ITS UP
I dont need a gun, know im packing da muscle
I dont need a pill, tryna act like im tough
I'm never ALOEN, got a stick in the car
I don't give a fuck, PUT A X IN MY BODY
I THREW HIM CHECK, he gone check on body
He think that he tough, we put 2 in his body
I just got a calll, that we aint coming HOME
I just jumped out the car with that iron on me
NO, I DONT LIKE SHOOT. RATHER CATCH A FADE
Aint sippin NO WATER, WE SIPPIN ON ACT
I fuck her ONCE and she dont know act
That boy not gangsta, he straight offa movie
I gave him the Glock, heDONT KNOW ACT
He said he ready SHOOT
I told em IGHT WE gone see

I dont give a fuck what luh nigga say
Cause when I pull up he got nothing to say
We caught em in public, he dropping his head
I dont give a fuck what position im in
Im never gone fold, know im keeping it solid
They try rob me, and somebody gone die
The day that die, burry me with the glock
I love when I walk in the mall, cause thats when you run into opps
Oh pussy ass nigga, just tough on the gram
Take something from, im cut off yo hand
Got a whole lotta guns, and whole sticks
You said that running from who?
I still got the glock in the booth
We dropping his top, like riding a coupe
You think that im pussy, come me show me im pussy

Written by:
Jason Vega

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