Jayy Grams - Baltimore Lyrics

Lyrics Baltimore - Jayy Grams



This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
Better pray up to the gods and lock ya door
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
Better pray up to the gods and lock ya door
I'm just a different breed no ones in comparison
Got peeps that live on park heights got peeps that live on Garrison
People that'll do the dirt for me you know them d boys
I'm ducked off inside of the county just like the creek boys
But let me get back on track I'm riding a bike
Pulled up on these older cats named Elijah and mike
Elijah was the type to like to act violent and fight
But mike he kept it real cool he the quiet one right
So I thought mega late
I'm gettin swallowed by the darkness
Elijah raised the stakes he wants to hit up an apartment
Acting all belligerent like he never was taught shit
Behavior toxic cause he got Mikey acting funny
He pulled out a Glock and he told me "hand it to dummy"
I gave it to Elijah and he pulled the cannon from me
He told me he bout to hit that building up and fucking spazz
So dip off with ya little bluffing ass
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
Better pray up to the gods and lock ya door
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
Better pray up to the gods and lock ya door
I was cruising around niggas was joy hopping
Tried to make a move but then I noticed the boys watching
So I quickly grab my telly before they bring out the helli
And the whole situation it really escalate
The phone ringing (ring.) now that's that mess I hate
How I'm posed to help you out and you can't even text me wait
I get a call from Mikey "Elijah stay up on that bullshit
He hit the wrong apartment now we need some reinforcements"
FUCK I hang up and jet straight to the house
Pigs still watching niggas but I'm faking them out
Fuck the bullshit Elijah prolly chasing for clout
So when I get there I probably run straight in his mouth
Pulling up to the apartment kicked my pegs out and left
Walk up to the porch and seen a Glock there on the steps
Picked it up just in case you know anyone's left
Kicked the door open Mikey shot me dead in my chest damn
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
This shit is getting tricky in Baltimore
Better pray up to the gods and lock ya door



Writer(s): Christopher Johnson, Jonathan Shapiro, Justin Mcdonald


Jayy Grams - Good Times
Album Good Times
date of release
17-11-2017




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