Mixtape Jordy

Uh, turn my mics up and dim the lights right This the type of shit make you open up the Henny pint See, I'm the type to make you drink the other half Put it on the tab cause the nigga bout to spaz Uh, black diamonds and Cuban links It's not what I have, it's just what I dream If I had one wish, it'd be all 'bout me Forgetting all I say bout hunger and world peace Woo, shorty stink face with attitude She just got her hairs done, fingers and her toes too No, but she don't even need it Sexual appetite and you just seem to feed it Uh, you just wanna catch me slipping Jordy La F and it means forever about my pimping Damn, look at all these pretty women A man's world but being taken over by these broken children What that mean? Shout out to ScarLip May the industry, never treat her like a harlot Uh, it's hoodie season and the devil's on the market So I keep the peace with me like I'm tucked under God's hip Yeah, uh, I told you I'm the man now They like to pick and choose, I just let them choose their pronouns Uh, it's a showdown in my hometown So come throw down with some lowdowns, it's a hoedown Uh, no doubt it's a show now We autobots the way we transform, then we roll out Uh, these juveniles, they buck wild They pull up, then boom, boom, pow, pow This world is so foul How would you feel if that casket was for your niece Probably be up in arms like dropping bombs in Middle East Wait, like being killed by the police Then forget about it next time something trend on BET Yeah I guess the truth hurt, don't it They controlling what we see, but I just won't condone it Gotta practice what I preach, said my sister on the phone And they pushing sexuality, leave them kids alone, man Acknowledge your Tribal Chief like my name was Roman I listen to this beat, it had your boys zoning Had to spark it up and leave the pot roasting So every time you see me, just know that I've been toking Newport still smoking, I know it's killing me And my mama still working, you know it's killing me And the world still hurting, untold history Lil' mama still twerking, oh, that's Hennessy Uh, thanks for not trying me Menace to society The lurkers keep eyeing me, they came from the side you see Uh, I'm on my shit, we gon' fight till someone lose Yeah, that type of shit Niggas got on Givenchy shoes Uh, we don't do that, ski mask and black Air Max Uh, oh, you knew that? Close your eyes and get toe-tag Uh, I went to Brooklyn, showed my ass and collect the whole bag Uh, you still hating on your boy? Oh, that's your bad My home is Roc City, this imposter is a nomad Hit up WaltStudio, connect frequencies and go mad A real nigga, so I ain't dealing with your hoe-ass Single again, so I'm back to the streets like mopeds and Cortez It's a Mann's world, it's a Mann's They say it's a Mann's world It's a Mann's It's a Mann's world It's a Mann's They say it's a Mann's world It's a Mann's Ooh It's a Mann's world It's a Mann's It's a Mann's world It's a Mann's They say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's world They say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's world Ooh They say it's a Mann's world Say it's a Mann's, say it's a Mann's Say it's a Mann's world