JAJ - Paper Route

I ain't feeling none of this fuck shit
These niggas talking bout
Cause how the fuck I got these pints of wock
And they say we in a drought
Y'all ain't never took a nigga out this shit
Y'all need to cut it out
I really had to let off 30 shots
Really got this shit up out the mud
I know I'm finna sprout
I'm way too solid for the gimmicks
I ain't in it for the clout
Niggas can't hustle forreal
Need to evict em out the trap
Gone run it up, switch locations
Bitch I'm onna paper route

Niggas wasn't lifting me up
When everything was heading south
So how the fuck Imma forget
When they surrounded me with doubt
Fell in love moving that weight
And I ain't talking about working out
Ain't have no time to sit around waste
I never been the type to pout
Even when I'm 6 feet under
I bet y'all still gone hear me shout
I'm just a killa tryna be great
But any day I'll slime you out
This brand new mop came with a case
Gone clean you up I bring it out
If I get caught up with the dicks
You best believe I'm bonding out
I'm reminiscing bout that day
Them niggas tried to take me out
Won't say too much about the next day
Because spot news might rat me out
When I really start getting paid
I'm gone put ice all in my mouth
And just start smiling all in they face
Cause they ain't think I'd make it out

They say I ain't like that
What they talm bout
Huh
Man let me shut my mouth
If you can ask about me
Then I promise you I wouldn't be out
NoBap
The police hate me cause they know
That I'll never open up my mouth
Fuck what they talm bout
Niggas out here working with the feds
I call em ball scouts

Jaja so fucking raw
Every time he rap he go off
Y'all just hearing my story
I'm telling y'all what I saw
Torching shit super early
Don't tell me about no loss
Police ain't keep us safe
So we never followed the law
Friday night moving smack
But on Monday night moving raw
Everyday flipping packs
My young niggas getting it off
Cut me across my neck
Still got numbing all in my jaw
Really earned my respect
Way I'm bouncing back from that loss
When you did what I did
That's when you can say you a boss
Ever hear about Jesus
He wasn't the only one crossed
Sad face cause I made it
Man I was stuck in that fault
MVP of the races
Caught a play like I'm moss.

They say I ain't like that
What they talm bout
Huh
Man let me shut my mouth
If you can ask about me
Then I promise you I wouldn't be out
NoBap
The police hate me cause they know
That I'll never open up my mouth
Fuck what they talm bout
Niggas out here working with the feds
I call em ball scouts

Written by:
Jourdan Jackson

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