Blkk J - kos

Check that flavor
In ya ear my mack returning like it's craig
Mark more son is dead dawg I been knew the ledge
Blkk for president instead rakim with the big
Daddy kane with the step
Yeah y'all came with the bread
What's the issue with ya head
These niggas souls is gone and here for sale
These brothas barely even know themselves
They look in mirrors that got no reflection
Like vampires still with no detection
Attached with garlic be
The deadly weapon or lethal
They swearing that we are equals
But if it's true you the sequel
I'm first place the worst case
Scenario is first place
A win win from Thursday to Thursday
On hump days at her place
Crack it open like a brewski
Busting shit it ain't a challenge
Coulda been breaking records out with druski
But my main chick was busy buying Gucci
So I settled with the sweats from champion
Because the lamping life it truly suits me
Was never choosey
I can't settle less than better than
Niggas jack it like it's letterman
Or david goliath rocking all pedestrians
I'm trying to give y'all all the evidence
Not by singles just thru albums
From bandcamp or from DSP's
Til my feet kicked up
I'm out here living leisurely
See sin had cooked the beat
So it's only right I spit some shit
And do it dirty
Like it's fucking ent

Written by:
Jamahl Thomas

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