Текст песни Chapter 19 - Jaylen

(AntChamberlain, that's 100 points!)
Ha!
Yeah
It's Early Halloween, nigga
It's my 21st, bitch, I'm finna talk my shit
Ayy, before I even start though, I'm finna let y'all know
I'm finna cut the fuck up in this bitch, man
This ain't no diss, this straight facts, man
Niggas ain't gone like me after this shit, man
I don't give a fuck tho
Look, we fucking over everybody

Riding through the mother fucking city lights
Yessir, I'm feeling right
My left hand on the steering wheel, the right hand clutching on the glizzy tight
I'm finna do a show, that's how you know I'm getting lit tonight
I'm smoking on some gusher
Hit it twice, it got me feeling high

I'm way too fly like Superman
These niggas act like they kryptonite
How you posed to be the "rich nigga", I'm the only one that paid the price
For the song, for the video, for the hotel, and the mother fucking flight
Since yo ass went ghost, a nigga noticed you was moving shiesty

Bro got on yo ass, he made you mad
I knew you wouldn't like it
Watch what you say
You know my gang full of nothing but snipers
You turned to a lame and it's a shame
You done played with my dollars
Nigga look like he 10
And if I spin, Imma Percocet pop em'

Now I'm finna switch the topic
Early Halloween, I got the city wildin'
Got some nicks in the cannon with plenty choppas
They just waiting to see if he really bout it

I been thumbing through hunneds, I filled my pockets
Niggas hating, but that shit ain't never stop me
I'm the life of the party like la di da di
Let a nigga try me
They gone say that he caught a body

Play wit us and we taking it far
We even the odds
That draco be clapping, a round of applause
Ain't playing no games, this ain't a façade
I pray that I don't have to send him to God

I got me a list, I'm checking it twice
I'm rolling my opps like I'm rolling the dice
Tell a lil bitch bing bong
This blicky here gone fuck ya life

Tell the feds to free Kooley out that pin
Since I came up, niggas call me "cuzzo" when they not my kin
I can see clear through the bullshit
I can treat it as my lense
It ain't no way to make amends
He let the Jack-O-Lantern in

And a new chapter begins, yeah
Been 21 summers since a real nigga came in, yeah
Please don't call me bro if I don't know you
We not friends, no
I remember bitches used to put me in the friend zone
Now she want me to touch down up in her fucking end zone

I let em' know I'm in the lead
I make em' follow me
Up in the yo, I cook it up
Just like some collard greens
I went from Faded Glory to rocking designer Tee's
But fuck that shit, we turning up this Early Halloween

Yeah
Yeah, that nigga better hope the Jack O' Lantern don't come try to take his soul
Yeah, the choppa got the scope and he can't wait to let that motherfucker blow
He kept on trying so he had to let him know
Let him know and he say

Yeah, that nigga better hope the Jack O' Lantern don't come try to take his soul
Yeah, the choppa got the scope and he can't wait to let that motherfucker blow
He kept on trying so he had to let him know
Let him know and he say

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Yeah, ayy

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween, Halloween