Medhane, JUNIE. - faceoff

Yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh
Uh
Granny told me do it now 'cause you might not
Know my feet was in the fire scorching my socks
In Brooklyn bumping the LOX
Rose from the stone like Pac
Numbers in my phone, calls dropped
You want it or not
For these flows it's ten hundred a pop
How you real when you showed me you not
Little nigga but I wanted a lot
Been a minute since I punched in a clock
I be thumbing through these hundreds tryna cover the costs
Fuck what you thought
Different stitching you ain't cut from this cloth
Niggas talking saying nothing at all
Had to hustle, had my back to the wall
Forty Belows in the fall like a soldier at war
Two chains on
Live this life I don't take days off
Rolling thunder when I brainstorm
Send a message if you can't call
Smoking pressure how my day start
Take a flight to change the weather like my name HAARP
Yeah my pops was a professor I don't play smart
You in this game better play hard
They won't hold you down when the rain fall
Why I'm distant, far away like quasars
But I'm me, living
I can't take my face off
Can't take my
Can't take my face off
Yeah
JUNIE

Written by:
Medhane Olushola

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