Northside - Jury (feat. Robec) Lyrics

Lyrics Jury (feat. Robec) - Northside



Put that candy back I'm not buying you all that meth
Try me bitch
Run them all down get out the way
Niggas be talking the fuck out my face
Put them on trial now here are the facts
Jury on standby nigga get back
We gave him a verdict this shit is wrap
Told him we good get out of the trap
Streets ain't no haven they all got a strap
It's hard to get out you gone need you a map
Run them all down get out the way
Niggas be talking the fuck out my face
Put them on trial now here are the facts
Jury on standby nigga get back
We gave him a verdict this shit is wrap
Told him we good get out of the trap
Streets ain't no haven they all got a strap
It's hard to get out you gone need you a map
My niggas around gone tell it the way that they know
A price they gone need for more that they know
Interest gone rise if you can't hold your bargain
You can't pay it back you gone be in an auction
Sold to the highest bidder some rich wannabe all talk ass nigga
Glock camera happy fake gangster ass killer when shit goes down they out of the picture
What do they know why would I care they lock niggas up for shit we ain't do
Blame it on me blame it on them now you know this shit isn't new
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Run them all down get out the way
Niggas be talking the fuck out my face
Put them on trial now here are the facts
Jury on standby nigga get back
We gave him a verdict this shit is wrap
Told him we good get out of the trap
Streets ain't no haven they all got a strap
It's hard to get out you gone need you a map
Has the jury reached its final verdict
Yes we declare this EP goated
Confident in the music when I wrote it
Locked and loaded about to blow it
All the mother fuckers capping just folded
The only crime that should be duly noted
I'm a serial beat killer and you know it
A whole jury of people won't make me forfeit
If you wishing me to fail well that's a poor wish
I do me and me only fight for justice
I only fuck with people that only uplift
Ain't fake your truth is a myth thats busted
You do you and you do nothing
Your shallow comments are too mind numbing
The judge asking me how do I plead
Guilty for being authentically me
I don't need a jury just look and see
My work and demeanor shows royalty
I don't need outrageous dripping jewelry
I got one small chain but the rest tomfoolery
Better stop playing I'm a mother fucking grizzly bear on a fucking tear
You capping like Rick Ross in the Maybach fat ass eating pears
Back my shit up no Dillon Brooks soft niggas act like care bears
I don't got time for your fake talk fake walk try me bitch that's a dare
Run them all down get out the way
Niggas be talking the fuck out my face
Put them on trial now here are the facts
Jury on standby nigga get back
We gave him a verdict this shit is wrap
Told him we good get out of the trap
Streets ain't no haven they all got a strap
It's hard to get out you gone need you a map
Run them all down get out the way
Niggas be talking the fuck out my face
Put them on trial now here are the facts
Jury on standby nigga get back
We gave him a verdict this shit is wrap
Told him we good get out of the trap
Streets ain't no haven they all got a strap
It's hard to get out you gone need you a map
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
Get off my case
Off of my space
Out of the way
You out of place
I eat pears now and shit like that
Shout out to all the pear



Writer(s): Jonathan Booth


Northside - Olympus
Album Olympus
date of release
06-10-2023




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