Jae-P - Evergreens

Got that holy feel when I'm writing
Probably why they biting
Tyson
A meeting of minds
For some reason you wasn't invited
Her body talk a language so enticing
I'm trying eat it up and catch the itis
These bitches love me
Cause my favorite color green
Roots so deep
On these Mullah Famly trees
Bearing forbidden fruit
Growing like the evergreens
Look but don't touch
Get a taste and never leave
She call me Jae.P
Thats Big Pistol and its tucked
Naw for real that P stand for
Play pussy and get fucked
Ima treat him like the Dutch
Gone and empty out the guts
Just like 24
Got to know Deco lil bro gone come in clutch
Before you know
Anywhere you go
Everybody gone look like us
Niggas said we wasn't working
Had to bump this in the club
Just Keep that shit a hundred
She go crazy for them ones
Aye Fuck you baby
Gotta pay me in blood for all my love
Hope you can tell
I'll go to hell and back for another touch
Conversations with my demons
I can't let them take too much
Prolly end up over rated
Cause folks be so quick to judge
Say I got a different feel
Like I been leveling up
Give it to the man and'above
Got that holy feel when I'm writing
Probably why they biting
Tyson
A meeting of minds
For some reason you wasn't invited
Her body talk a language so enticing
I'm trying eat it up and catch the itis
These bitches love me
Cause my favorite color green
Roots so deep
On these Mullah Famly trees
Bearing forbidden fruit
Growing like the evergreens
Look but don't touch
Get a taste and never leave
Thats Money Under Love Loyalty And Honesty
Aywhatchutellemfoo
Ay have you ever seen a Martian
Shark in a space coupe
Niggas go retarted
Knew we wouldn't make it through grade school
Mullah Famly Business
Only way out is in a box
Like he jumped off the top rope
They waiting for the drop
Pop his gums guess he a pop star
Don't know he can get popped
I turn this bitch to nascar
If I ever see the cops
The Best out by far
You hear my shit and want to stop
Still toting heavy metal
Cook you quicker than The Rock
Yeah welcome to the trap
Fuck yo bitch on the mattress on the floor
Don't look down
That's a 3.5 when you stepping on the roach
Naw we ain't kicking doors
We buying property making quotes
Anxiety overload
When you're always on the road
Still So antisocial
But I'd give it all right to my bros
She bend it over
Thinking she gone get a taste of my soul
Them billion dollar babies
Trying to claim one as her own
Must be the Mitas touch
On every song I'm hands on
Got that holy feel when I'm writing
Probably why they biting
Tyson
A meeting of minds
For some reason you wasn't invited
Her body talk a language so enticing
I'm trying eat it up and catch the itis
These bitches love me
Cause my favorite color green
Roots so deep
On these Mullah Famly trees
Bearing forbidden fruit
Growing like the evergreens
Look bet not touch
Get a taste and never leave
Get a taste and never ever

Written by:
Jace Porter

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