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Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with On the fucking bros Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Gappy Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with On the fucking bros Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Gappy Posted up on my island riding Only place I ain't distorted smiling Wrist ice fried chicken prices Bossman not gentrified shit Since a seed I've been decisive All in Till my meat bag lifeless Vultures finna cop the itis And when it comes Save my fruit So my labour's timeless To see where mind is Or mind mind was To take a page out my binder And that put a motor in Jas no Honda It's only up Athens to Yonkers Road trip Jas or muffin Still Joseph And that run deep Blood drip from a booger filled nose pick Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with On the fucking bros Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Gappy Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with On the fucking bros Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Gappy Been a weirdo Since Sinnoh Never said ditto Just to curl up like dillo Cause niggas saw my shit Grabbed they blankie And star wars pillow But that didn't stop me Go ahead mock me Built my own shit To help my own pockets For niggas like me that might watch this Know that you got some options More than gaps waffles and nonsense I'm on The cam fits and the concerts And I've planed this for the longest That's Mandingo in the boxes All the way down to the coccyx So I'm here for a good and a long time Double L never been confined Repercussions of a cop crime Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Still them grazed kicks From them suede flips And I wouldn't change shit On the homies that I came with Still the same J through the ages And I wouldn't change shit On the gaps Fuck them braces Five Four Three Two Five Four Three Two Five Four Three Two
Writer(s): Joseph James Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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