Coda

My name is Jimbo Listen to my rise up to the top as I crescendo Status levitating, but this choppa make you limbo No rinnegan, steady talking, you will be gone 2-1 feel like Obi-Wan And this Tatooine, got too many sons I got quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, ones Changing flows, I got millions Laugh to the bank, I got silly funds I like big barrels, but they mini guns And it's really fun, oh, um Really in her throat, um, throw some Really I'm the goat, um, grow some Post sumn, and all you niggas got sore thumbs And I'm that nigga Businessman, I'm a rap nigga Get my beats from the crack dealer That's why you keep coming back, nigga In the gym, now her ass bigger Put in work till my cash bigger 100 mill in my stash, nigga Cause I'm manifesting this cash, nigga And that's real shit Cause it's M's up when I come thru And it's heavy kicks with no kung-fu And that's Jessup Steady applying that pressure It's funny cause my nigga atheist But he still found a way to bless us Double cross on the necklace Keep a Bible on my dresser Thank God, He never left us Yeah, uh, thank God he never left us In the morning, I'm on my grind Eating beats up like it's breakfast Spend five bands on my left wrist Then I spend another five on my necklace My mama say I'm so reckless But God damn, I can't help it Ex said that I'm selfish So I sent that bitch to the exit Got bad bitches in Texas Text me, tryna tell me I'm the best And yet I still stress with this rap shit Like I'm not already a vet I've been down and I've been in debt Hold the crown that's all on my head And it gets heavy I can change the whole world if you all let me Pressure building up, now it's filling up Starting to feel like a levee I done battled all my demons Slaughtered beasts, and made through the belly Cause bitch it's Makadelic The rapping Elvis Presley Or am I more like Prince A light-skin king, only 5'6 Remember nights at the crib When we'd record with only five cents And even times as a kid I was still tryna get rich Put my mind all in this shit Put my grind all in this shit I put my time all in this shit Just hoping one day it will work out Put my life on the line for so long I'm hoping that one of these days I don't burn out My homie was making the beats I was stuck in the streets And he taught me to learn how Six years, and I learned it Now the kid's flow perfect Got so many clowns in my town The city is starting to feel like a circus Got so many problems in my town I hit up the plug and it feel like a circuit Been working so hard on this album Making it perfect like I was a surgeon Been fucking the game so long Been killing shit ever since I was a virgin And Jessup he got in the booth And told you the truth He pulling the curtain It's weeks before the release I spit my best verses when I'm in a hurry I'm rappin' melodic, I rap what I'm 'bout So I'm good from wherever like Curry The best rapper from Missouri And I would put that shit in front of jury I made a million off of this rap Now my children got cash My baby momma mad Prolly 'cause I'm in my bag But she don't understand I'm tryna be a better man Or be at least a better father than my fuckin' dad I have been gifted a new perspective Forced assimilation, but of my people I'm protective Let me demonstrate I used to fold under that pressure Their repulsion, yet adoption of my culture made me lesser The only black sheep in the field would like to greet you The others felt like wolves that won't hesitate to eat you The real ones had a badge, and stories told they would beat you The shepherd leads us all, and that's just how they defeat you Brothers show respect to your mamas You might need her Memories of Red Hot Riplets and wife beaters We victims of the soul, but my mission is to see the Formal introduction of the black St. Peters Where the black suburbs at, huh I've never seen 'em Only living by my bond and a gat The fuck is leisure Dodging felonies and Siamese rats I up the heater Ante-uppin' any tit for a tat And blowin' reefer Livin' day-by-day to make ends meet With sausage links And drowning all my stresses in Hennessy Another drink An empty kitchen, barely shoes on my feet Can barely think With all them shots they shootin' out on the street I'm at the brink And this is war Uh We at war with ourselves We at war with this world We fighting every single day, but we gon' win I promise you nigga, we gon' win On everything I love Keep fighting my niggas, keep fighting Keep fighting my niggas I'm ready for war And I don't know if I'ma make it out alive I don't know if I can make it if I try I don't know if I'm ready to save a Yeah I'm ready for war And I know that I'ma make it out alive I know I'ma make it out if I try I know I'm finally ready to save a life Cause I'm ready for war