Old Js

[Chorus]
Started with no cake, me and a old ‘K
I’m getting it now, I ain’t worried bout the old days
Pull up with two Glocks, sing like the O’Jays
Bought the Diors but I still rock the old J’s
Young crackheads broke shoutout them old Js
I couldn’t triple a ten shoutout the new wave
Rapping ass nigga an actor - Johnny Cage
Turnt in the club, he got smacked with some Bombay
Turnt in the trap, we get racks back every way
I can’t even cry ‘cause niggas die like every day
I got that white bitch with me - Mary Kate
Niggas be bluffing, ain’t even shoot a AK

[Verse]
She callin’ you brokе but she call me her main baе
Learned how to shoot dice from Grandma Faye
Fell like I’m Pootie Tang, nigga “wa-da-tay”
I’m rich as a bitch what my wallet say
Tell her don’t do that and give her the father face
Me verse the feds, bitch we having a Charger chase
Leave that boy dead, somebody give him a charger case
Swear I duck bullets but never could dodge a case
These niggas know how it go and it’s not safe
Ran up my bag and I turnt up the whole state
Niggas be hoes, how you scared of your own fate?
If I have a daughter I gotta name her Faith
‘Cause that’s all I had in that cell, I ain’t give up
Them people come get you, you better keep your chin up
Christmas tree, we leavin' opp niggas lit up
Shells hit his spine so that boy can’t even get up
(Damn) Nigga get up
Your bitch was right here shawty you ain’t even pick up
You ain’t slide first, that’s the reason you hit up
He just a rookie, seen blood and he spit up (Bitch)
Nigga speed up, you know we got kids and they need us
Don’t let us go broke, nigga won’t nobody feed us
A slave in the jail, nigga that’s how they treat us
She wouldn’t say hi, now they be geekin’ to see us
Fly as a bitch, these niggas lowkey wanna be us
‘Cause I’m strong as shit, I’m blowing smoke this shit might lift a tree up
Poppin RPs and I keep pouring lean up
Hop out the Jeep and I’m fucking the scene up
Background dirty but touchdown with clean stuff
I give her dick then I make the bitch clean up

[Chorus]
Started with no cake, me and a old ‘K
I’m getting it now, I ain’t worried bout the old days
Pull up with two Glocks, sing like the O’Jays
Bought the Diors but I still rock the old J’s
Young crackheads broke, shout out them old Js
I couldn’t triple a ten, shoutout the new wave
Rapping ass nigga an actor - Johnny Cage
Turnt in the club, he got smacked with some Bombay
Turnt in the trap, we get racks back every way
I can’t even cry ‘cause niggas die like every day
I got that white bitch with me - Mary Kate
Niggas be bluffing, ain’t even shoot a AK