Jiggs - Gasoline Drawls (feat. Samuel Shabazz)

I think they want me
Caught in the cycle, want me
Washed like they idols, want me
I could never be you
I walk the streets in a heavenly suit
I'm a God, where I'm from they let the devil run loose
I beat the odds out this shit niggas a never would do
I bend the corners trynna metal like a peddler do
I fucked around controlled it all and I was never on cruise
Stand up in this motherfucker push it thru Jupiter
Big body hugged the road we was whipping Respushia
Taking big boy puffs letting smoke hit the roof
Heat around cuz his niggas I don't know know me too
We around you don't know you better act like you knew
What fueled yo hate nigga
What made you fake nigga
I raised the stakes then I became what you ain't and I
Pop shit like a preacher
Respect me like Aretha
They used to neglect me now send messages wanna meet up
Now everything a playa do get payed for it
This concrete jungle they aint made for it
Shit we was raised for it
Can go against the grain and get erased for it
Attorneys trynna fight a case for it
Shit its a race for it
I done wore gasoline drawls in the blaze for it
Risked my life, I done even risked the gang for it
I ain't with it if I can't put my name on it
We stand up like stand offs we was raised for it
And my ace in the hole, was chasing my goals
Foes closing in but honest really most of them was harmless
My biggest threat was that silhouette reflecting from the mirror
Wicked set I'm from where all the threats get done
Catch all the wreck, but all respect, just don't you mess with son
Can front tonight, gon change ya life before ya breakfast come
Ya last supper, you wagging mags, because ya past cluttered
But them blinds is see through, capeesh fool? beneath who
Even my throw aways a blow the front row away
Leave em in awe, like shaq attackin the rack when it broke away
She lucky she spoke to j, let alone smell my cologne
She know I'm prone to get her flown out for dinner in rome, I'm kidding
Kings wings on flat shoals, why scrap foes
When I can rack up back ends from rap shows
When that's buzz died all he had left was gimmicks
They ate his food and kept his pendent
Sportin gloves and mask before the epidemic
Now everything a playa do get payed for it
This concrete jungle they ain't made for it
Shit we was raised for it
Can go against the grain and get erased for it
Attorneys trynna fight a case for it
Shit its a race for it
I done wore gasoline drawls in the blaze for it
Risked my life, I done even risked the gang for it
I ain't with it if I can't put my name on it
We stand up like stand offs we was raised for it

Written by:
Ja'Hauri Smith, Samuel Shabazz

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