Corrlinks and JPay lyrics

[Intro]
(Ear Drummers)
Glee
Sniper gang
(Mike WiLL Made-It)

[Verse 1]
I'm like a fiend, know what I mean? I need everythin'
No homie, this ain't lean, I'm drinkin' lemonade
I ain't talkin' Blige but I'm blowin' Mary J
You would think I'm blind 'cause I be rockin' heavy shades
I gotta keep the fire, try me, I'ma let it rain
'Cause I be walkin' 'round with a big scary chain
All winter I'm posted up, I'm sellin' candy cane
Before I made my move, I had to let it marinate
I beat the pot with the spoon and watch the dope lock up
I drop the five in the deuce like I'm Urlacher
Don't make me run up in your gig 'cause I'm a show stopper
I got ninety-nine bands, I ain't got no problems
Ayy, repeat what you just said, you don't want no problems
I'm patient, when she give me head, I call her dome doctor
I keep a pep in my step like I'm pimp walkin'
I run up in your home like I'm Macaulay Culkin
I got lil' shawty, on that reefer now she Kodak boppin'
When I jump up in a Beamer, I be thot hoppin'
All this Perc' in the liter got me sleep walkin'
I'm booted up, Molly Jolly, I don't need coffee
I'm tryna blow the f*ck up, them crackers lock me down
They got me on the seventh floor, I'm tryna hit the ground
I'm tryna touch the promised land, you need to let me down
I put my trust in that b*tch, that ho let me down
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[Verse 2]
For all my n*ggas waitin' on some pictures through the Corrlink
I know your people ain't keep it real like they supposed to be
Go, send your n*ggas some money through JPay, so he can eat
That n*gga used to look out for you when he was on the streets
I just hit my cousin G1 today, through the e-mail
I know that feelin' that you feelin' and I love you, fam'
Just like a peanut, butter, jelly, my n*gga in a jam
This for them n*ggas eatin' Zoom Zoom's and Wam Wam's
And your girl got a new n*gga but she gon' leave him when you release
Feel like everybody shakin', they be loyal for a week
That boy a Jimmy, told me Black you a prophet, n*gga
'Cause when you, spit that real sh*t that be like God sent you

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