Stories

J'von verse:

The first are first if the last are last…
Nigga.., …it’s just some questions I shouldn’t have to ask
Sherpa jacket matching the plaid i kiss my daughter on the
Way out but I had to circle back I forgot to grab a mask
Nigga…. My life real….might not hit the field but I
Got the feel.., wasn’t my lane wasn’t my Jersey nigga…
Don’t try to hit the block and activate in your 30s nigga…
Look dirty, nigga...
Told the farmer to pace his
Hand or he’d forsake the land, he’s the greatest but damn
Hardened his heart and they pardoned his part til he went from Arya
Stark to the faceless man,…
Made spaces before I Made demands
He popped up outta nowhere like a change of plans
I make these niggas stick together but you ain’t
Peep the water Influence the grain of sand (mud)
Getting his brain scanned
I’ll save a life and take a life with this very same hand
I’m a changed man… ..look a deranged man..
Cam it was too many audibles in the game plan ..
Yea…..you was the nigga until we
Peeped behind the scene
And seen some things i couldn’t remain a fan
Still keep secrets the route was scenic…
I ain’t see it I was too Busy driving
I, hope the peeps in the passenger seats peeped it
(please cry with me because if I cry alone it’s just sad)

Fell short of glory he felt poorly, failure from a
Shorty that used to tell stories
These, niggas say they felt me until it was
Time to take an L for me…
I move alone nigga
Stories of a lone nigga