M.I.P. Jacka (1 Up Top Ahk 2017)

Текст песни Mozzy & The Jacka - M.I.P. Jacka (1 Up Top Ahk 2017)

[Verse 1: The Jacka]
You ran your mouth so much that they ain't fuck with you, nigga
'Bout to knock you off, they had enough of you, nigga
So I stepped up, I was tough for you, nigga
But when you came up you did nothin' for niggas
So I was forced to sell coke for a comfortable livin'
Young sport, mom's porch, did nothin' but killin'
Pops had a few bands, I thought that shit was a million
Now I'm 20 thousand fans at the Concord Pavilion
Damn, started sniffin' white, lean make you sleep your life away
Hunnid bands from a thousand grams in a microwave
Niggas takin' pictures with they cams, but who life you save?
Length to the night shootin' dice in my Michael J's
My AR made same sound motorcycles make
Remember stay far 'cause they link with our enemies
They don't deserve the czar, but I give 'em tar anyways
Band for a brick, sippin' barre with the friends I've made
Teenagers out there movin' hard, but their rent is payed
Rich niggas use our murder game, I'm a renegade
Bitch niggas standin' on the stage don't deserve the fame
I kill a nigga, give me 30 grand and show me where to aim

[Verse 2: Mozzy]
European switchin' lanes, promise shit ain't been the same
They lock us all up in a cage, we lockin up with niggas gangs
Never go against the grain, it's Wocky in my lemonade
Momma kicked me out, 'cause I ain't wash the dishes when she say
It's days that I forget to pray, 'Damn, I miss my nigga, Blood'
The shit I didn't get to say, show you how much you was loved
It's nothin' I wouldn't do for bruh, who you slide or shoot for bruh?
We done did a few for bruh, you wasn't even bool wit bruh
You wasn't there to hoop it up, killers used to scoop me up
Ask me how grades was then take me to cop some newki one's
It's mainey how you turned rat, we already knew you was
Knocked a bitch on IG and sent her, that's computer love
Gotta show my shooters love, gotta thank the dude above
They drug my name through the mud, then asked for me to shoot 'em dub
Rootin' for us in the slums, I knew that this is what I'd become
Put all of my ahkis on and now they stones rockied up
I don't think I'm Pac or nothin', 'Thug Life' embedded in me
I believe in karma, pray to God the suckas never get me
Touched my first 50, went and gave my momma 35
She was finna put up 60, told her I deserve the time
Took a seat in church, my family told me, it don't hurt to try
It's therapeutic for you baby, it don't hurt to cry
I had to work for mines, mingle in the dirt and grind
I overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine
I overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine