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jay smallz - went legit freestyle (backseatmicdrop) كلمات أغنية

[intro]
check one, two
jay smallz in the backseat, nj to bx
you already know we finna go crazy, let’s go

[verse]
no [?]
i’m finna go off, so go off
and i’m [?] until it’s no more
i need more, more
i can’t fall even if it’s no floor
even if it’s no sky, me and you still fly
i’m finna go in
grinding out and day in
on a mission like cj, d_mn, here we go again
i said i wasn’t gon’ take my ex back but i still spin
okay, just seen my yn
i told him to go, he said, “when?” go
no reports of no extortion, told him to move like usin’
port and absorbin’ jewels, porsches
anything [?], you stick your fork in
go finish your plate then, okay
illy hinch from the garden, really him like i’m marlon
wayan, make ’em throw a pick while i’m chargin’
they ain’t fit to be a sargent, bang
nah, they ain’t fit to be a star yet, they get finished ‘fore they started
when you listen to smallz, it get dim, it get dark
it get grim, it get gothic
intimate a bit, i get ignorant, i get conscious
nonfiction and honest mixed in with it
i just make it all make it make sense, okay
know a few that try to tarnish me and they ain’t came this way since
stay away and lay six
feet below my feet go fee, fi, fo
to me, you [?] before i see a beat and go neo
i cheat the code, i say the least and be the most, well okay then
okay, okay, uh
call me crazy and j. f. baby, what? what?
enough vain, enough until it’s all too much
so much pain, pain
and i ain’t talk to n0body lately, so music t_take me away
to wherever it take me and i’ll be gone with the wind
now finna go in, again
feelin’ like ’07 wayne
what i’m smokin’ on feel like chronic, nineteen_ninety two dre
okay, i feel like a.i, not a.i like chatgpt
like a.i 2003, i’m two hundred feet above whoever hate i
double l, y, hinch, feelin’ like tupac in nine_five
feelin’ like jay z in nine_six, i just want them dead presidents
feelin’ like mayweather, wait, no
feelin’ like mike tyson in eighty_six, the youngest heavyweight
stone cold in ninety_seven, ninety_eight, i’m_
bringing [?], who play with we? i’m_
denzel in training day and king kong ain’t got nothing on me
okay, matter fact, feel like kanye
with the backpack, feel like michael jackson with the black slacks
i feel like bryson tiller with the dad cap, nah, scratch that
feel like heath ledger in his last act, i’ll tell you what i’m really mad at
rappers now get a bad rap since mad rappers turned lab rats
nowadays, they want drama, they don’t really want music
i come from the slums, ate so much ramen, my tastebuds numb to it
got it out the mud (ha)
i call monstarr like, “i’m ’bout to go dumb” (what? what?)
i’m eating this whole beat, i ain’t leaving no crumbs, i need more
jay tiller never take shorts in this rap sport (haha)
i am in the spot, i’m finna drop
i finally got my mojo back, lordz!
(f_ck it, keep it)

- jay smallz

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