Jibba Da Don - Renaissance Boss

Jibba Da Don 100

Fast cash
Luxury cars
Fast broads

I appreciate the mentioning
Not flattered at all
About the way you talk me bout me
But I guess that's them for y'all
Smokin keeping me calm
Seeing clear through these cloudy thoughts
No rear view mirrors
Blasting off not thinking bout what I lost
I've gained a lot in less fortunate spots
Outgrew some things and decided to move around
Still represent for my side of the town
Cut the chain on anchor
I'm forever holding shit down
Battling myself but I'm goin nobody really know about it
Feeling less fortunate for the ones that's actually doubted
Not knowing my potential would peak while they wish it all shattered
Twisting spinach ina leaf
Washing manish soup down wit lean
Guess I'm the Goat if you really are what u eat
Or a baker wit all the dough that I kneed
Baby freaky pls get up off yo knees
Niggas ain't real as they seem keep them guns up off the streams
Ain't scaring nobody ain't bout busting a thing
Ain't poppin shit but ya gum like them hoes walking street
Talk of the streets
They say my heart longseen
It's been a min since they had someone like me
Put it on freeze and rock that hoe on my sleeves
Written all on my aura it's something in me
448 to 112s that quad power
Wash down the cooked n cleaned it that took an hr
No time to give at all when u figure these dollars don't wait
100+ a plate multiples times a day
Grinding more habit than a phase
Ion plan on breaking jus changing up my lane
Sometimes it hard to maintain
I chose this space I'll excel
It's Jibba I always prevail
Bitch get out my ear
Free my niggas in cells
Appreciate the ones that never tell
Lately been on this journey enjoying the stroll
Takin a toll how I'm takin life as it goes
I get depressed but nobody really knows
They tend to care about what they don't get
When they can't even reach my soul
Tryna dig into my pockets
When my block still hold my codes

Where you from?

Jus a reminder to never forget where I came from
Still not far at all but it's still saying somethin
Go hard or go home, and mind too made up
Expansion is mission but I ain't too friendly bout nun
Niggas run off but ain't never took nun
Punishing thoughts like how I took care of them niggas n they children...
Might as well say I'm daddy like my children and bitches
Niggas ain't Hustlin they ain't round me, ion got time to babysit these niggas
Face it down counting this scrilla
Cause the faces on em like thrilla
Lord know only I hope what it took get these figures
Leave no witnesses jus victims
No forensics jus some venom
Evolution truly a mothafucka
And streets something vicious
Grow cold to survive or die cold out in these trenches
Like they knew it involved a hoe n he died in his britches
He made it out the door without his pole, than got caught slipping
Ever outlived yo potna on yo beef it'll eat yo soul like why am I breathing
Take this shit a day at a time, I'm on mine, tryna find my reasons
Reasons

Tryna, take this shit a day a time
I'm on mine not tryna rewind
Jus staying focus, a day at a time

Luxury cars
Fast broads
Fast cash

Written by:
James Gilstrap

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