Jackson F Baby

Don't feel no pressure behind What you saying I'm Confident I been the man I'm just trying to pop my Shìt With 20 bands in my hand Hold up let me stop it thought I was 20 for a second then Don't touch me it's the Rocket I Might go Toyota Center fam Fucking with Mrs Mary Jane she Hate I how whip the lamb Weed came from Oregon smoking Beaver still don't give a damn Led me to couple opportunities Shout out Uncle Sam Way I'm fixing to tax them for a Feature blame Uncle Sam Beep Beep I been road running They taking notes how I been Hustling Way above the hate could drop a Penny it's gone get disgusting Could never drop a dime I been Too cheap I'm trying to make a Hundred Can't have a idle mind the devil Think trying to play or something Slide cross the hood in rush hour Like I'm Jackie Chan Forty with the nine make me feel Like Kyle Shanahan Even at your brothers wedding You still ain't the best man If you gone speak on me make Sure you say it with your chest then Cutting them off wasn't in the Plan But Shìt I had to save my hand Stepping with me now or never I Ain't fixing to save the dance DBGOD this ain't a gang you Wouldn't understand My dogs on my mind so I don't need no fucking cat scan Back to back how we gone spin Like Drake dropped a diss again Neek riding with me until we Blow out all the Michelins She said fuck her X man and got Back on her shit again Posted with some wolverines they Thought I was from Michigan But I was born in Ohio keep my Eyes on a buck Moved to Bama in 98 since then The hate been going up They going live on the book but When it's live they need shook I know this shit cliche but I can't Say this shit enough If you don't give a damn swear That I don't give a fuck Silence of the lamb damn the Silent killer struck Chasing me like Jack rabbits like We down in the muck Shout out my nigga Muck told me Keep that pressure up Take it north to Bluntstown pulled Up on my brother Suge White ZL1 float like Casper Through the hood Steppers from New York California plugged out in Texas Got love around the country so Much hate come from my section Wait let me correct it ain't no Hate Up in my section What I meant a couple dick riders Riding without direction Woo sliding like he Gretzky but The clippers his profession Yeah you know he work Corrections For big bro he gone correct it They out of gas no unleaded I'm on they ass now they beheaded Yeah I'm a hell raiser I'm court side At Armageddon Ain't no misconception bitch I'm Him don't you forget it Take a look at him we both know She gone regret it