Jiggs - Good Riddance

Uh, uh
You can smell the trenches reeking off my body
285 where I roam, just like a rolling stone, but the Southside my home
Left him stinking in the lobby
It’s been a hot summer, block hunters leaving shit, steady deleting shit
Keep praying for your baby mommy
I know what I’m doing
The game is wicked, but a bag I’m pursuing
Can’t be a victim of another Homi
But if it’s written, then good riddance
Damn
The average nigga cool with being average
I’m a slick dude, need a life that’s lavish and ravishing like I’m Rick Rude
Need the ice that damage pupils got a glance
Broads meeting our demands, pockets bulging like a fetus in my pants
Play my position like a left end short stop catcher
But no gloves baby just a FN, don’t plot snatch ya
Right out the game, right out my frames, seen these lames change
Foundation was concrete
I maintained, they lane changed
Hole in my pocket? I was schooled to fill the void
Watched my brother make more pros than Duke and Illinois
Me with a pen is coach K with a clipboard
I get bored with half ass rapping, so I skip forward through niggas tracks
You niggas lack what niggas pack inside our mental
But I ain’t got it all neither
Will carve a nigga neck with pencil or wreck your dental with brass knuckles
Better yet, a henny bottle
Semi-auto, turning cowards to tuxedo models
Now do you need to follow if you tryin to survive
I’m trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot
And put on for my niggas
Make sure everybody get a shot like we toasting
Boasting ‘cause we know we them niggas that y’all not
I see Rollie’s and caddies in my future
Platoon of made men, Damn near fifty and my daddy still a shoot ya
Stayed down? I wouldn’t be happier to coupe her
Christian loub her
But if she really mine, then imma thirty-eight or deuce deuce her
Rocking manolo like its Polo
We at the SoHo gallery draped up like I’m moving coco
They ask for photo, only thing flashing is this four-o
Slouching a no no
Kept my dawg with me like he Todo
Kicking shit like Lee
Bruce and jet the booth my dojo
Flow so lethal it’s contagious
Eat it up like dodo
Corey say the word and I’ll snuff niggas
Nah I don’t touch niggas ‘cause they worthless
Niggas daddies should’ve flushed niggas

Written by:
Ja'Hauri Smith

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