Текст песни 7-8een - J.SHEP

These niggas pussy
Bet not ever push me
Cause I'll exert the gushy
Just got a new car, and new key
Only people riding, is the ones that pushed me

To launch this rap shii out of the park
I been waiting in the dark
To keep it blunt, up me spark
Speaking yoda, let me tell you sum
I was sleeping on my mama sofa
Waiting to move in my crib
Waiting to hear from somebody that's gone put me on in this bitch
But so far, it's just been me in my bigs
Cuzzo and brother, and my lil cuzzo
We doing numbers, ain't nobody else got the city ringed in
That's royal rumble
Hell this bar goes to every lame in my lane, in this game
Yo last drop was a fumble

Notice that I ain't mumble
Cause I mean it direct
My bills green as fuck like shrek
Finna fuck around and get my license to carry
That means legally I can protect, the Patek, with a Tec
Aye shout out to Grip
I'm burning these rap niggas, and I'm throwing them in the bush
Burning that pack, but it ain't even no kush
You niggas soft, you some ploosh, or plush
I don't give a fuck
I did it for the sake of the rhyme
But you selling yo soul for a line
That should be considered a crime

Yeah yeah
I been doing this shii since I was seven
Fuck nigga don't make me send yo ass to heaven
Just know if I got it on me
I'm shooting leven out of sixteen (Uh)

Hell, now a nigga eighteen
It's too early but
I don't give a fuck
I'm a make these rap niggas hate me

Hell, now a nigga eighteen
It's too early but
I don't give a fuck
I'm a make these rap niggas hate me

Uh, I guess SHEP got them pressed
Hol up
I guess they all stones meant to be stepped
(Nah that ain't it, fuck)

Writing these riddles, in my mind is scribbles
Cause I just can't get around the fact
You fruity like skittles, or pibbles, pebbles, controlled, chapedo
And some of you niggas pedos
Steady lying about the drugs that you supposedly peddled
I'll ask yo big homie, and I bet he raise a brow
Okay that's settled

With yo fake ass
So many shots, how you can't hit no jumpers

I remember walking around the streets
And them jump outs used to try to jump us
So of course I was jumping fences
Running in people's yards
While the po po had charged
Them was the fun times as a kid
But imagine having to get a job at 15
To support your own bid
Just to buy my own clothes
For I can flex up on a bitch
And help my mama pay her rent
Man I was built for this shii
I'm tryna get my own gig
Finna put it into play
So if you listening now, you better tune in before it's too late

Yeah yeah
I been doing this shii since I was seven
Fuck nigga don't make me send yo ass to heaven
Just know if I got it on me
I'm shooting leven out of sixteen (Uh)

Hell, now a nigga eighteen
It's too early but
I don't give a fuck
I'm a make these rap niggas hate me

Hell, now a nigga eighteen
It's too early but
I don't give a fuck
I'm a make these rap niggas hate me