Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Law, artist - JayDaYoungan. Album song Wake Up, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.01.2018
Record label: Ruffwayy
Song language: English
Law |
| (This Lil Ruff live from the fuckin' pen, you heard me? |
| I got three rules for you bitch ass niggas out there |
| You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you |
| You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you |
| You fuck with DaYoungan, I’ma smoke you |
| Straight out the gate, sleep on me if you want to |
| Fuck with 23 shit, stop playing) |
| Every day I’m tryna be a better me |
| One feet in the door the other feet still in the streets |
| Without my daily drugs it make it hard for me to eat |
| Without my fucking rod it’s hard for me to sleep |
| Why since I done came up they lookin' at me different? |
| But I won’t never change up, that shit just ain’t my business |
| Swear I hate being famous, I’d rather be in the trenches |
| Tell me how the fuck they blame us, we gotta go and get it |
| I ain’t beefing with no nigga if that shit ain’t 'bout a penny |
| How the fuck you end up missing but the main one say you was with me |
| Fuck them niggas who turned witness, the judge handing niggas fifty |
| Jim 'nem got hit with twenty, my time could be any minute |
| That shit ridiculous, that’s why I be chilling |
| But willing to show you that I ain’t pretending |
| Only spit facts, all that other shit whack |
| Yeah I hear how they say I don’t rap what I’m living |
| Well listen to that, run up, get your shit cracked |
| I’ma take off your hat and just leave your shit missing |
| I’ma really up, I be finessing packs |
| I might shoot out of town and blow bags out in Lenox |
| Got tears in my eyes, my pain they don’t feel it |
| No I ain’t gon' lie, right now I’m in my feelings |
| I love all my guys, two times this shit I’m living |
| Everything on the line so I can’t get caught slipping |
| Was raised up in the South so you know I be throwing fours |
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout no bitch, all I care 'bout is my bros |
| No I never did have shit, all I dreamed of was to glow |
| I swear y’all what made me sick |
| Why speak on the shit if you don’t really know? |
| Sometimes I be mad as a bitch |
| What they don’t see kill me the most |
| Jump in my way and get hit with the stick |
| Bet I won’t miss when I up with the pole |
| Look at my neck, check out how it glist' |
| Try to take this and I’m snatching your soul |
| Almost got hit tryna rob a lick |
| Should’ve blew off his shit but the rest would’ve told |
| When I was young daddy gone on the joes |
| Uncles and cousins work over a stove |
| Don’t fuck with niggas, they act just like hoes |
| Shout out to the OG’s that gave me the ropes |
| Stop playing lil bitch, 'fore your ass get exposed |
| I done been hurt, it won’t happen no more |
| Show after show, just did one on the coast |
| Just poured up a deuce, next time its a four |
| I’m stuck in the game, I’m just tryna make it out |
| Please stay in your lane, don’t wanna take you out |
| Free my brother Chapo, they just put him on lockdown |
| I know some real steppers who won’t make a sound |
| Real steppers who won’t make a sound, yeah yeah |
| I know some real steppers ready to lay you down, yeah |
| When you talkin' 'bout this it make me jack you out your pound, yeah |
| Niggas be talking shit, what happened when he slapped you around? |
| Haha, but we ain’t gon' speak on that though |