Nonsense lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, police want me in they back seat
First they gotta beat me in this track meet, uh
Mad cause I'm out here living tax free
Tell the IRS don’t even ask me, yeah
And I'm cheating on my b*tch like I'm Bill Clinton
Yeah and I bet she never catch me
You n*ggas sent the police dogs to attack me
But I’m gone and them n*ggas didn't scratch me, yeah
Whole week got the five star suite
White folks think that I'm an athlete
But I couldn't get a job at a Zaxby's
Let alone get the NBA to draft me, sh*t
Started smoking heavily at 17 (uh)
Father got rid of me literally (yeah)
Mom took me in no matter what I did (uh)
Now I'm selling adderall to all the college kids (yeah)
They ain't wanna let me in the U of M (uh)
There wadn't enough b*tches up at Southwest (yea)
But I sold pills to a few of them (uh)
And that’s how I got the name Doc Jeff (uh Jeffery)
16 trying to get my p*ss clean
So I can get a damn job up at Dix Queen
White b*tch with a tongue ring, dumb thick
Family looking at us like we convicts (why?)
[Hook]
Cause they know a n*gga out here on that nonsense (yeah)
Yeah they know a n*gga out here on that nonsense (yeah)
n*ggas staring at my gang like we gang bang (damn)
Cause they know my n*ggas into doing dumb sh*t, n*gga (yo, uh)

[Verse 2]
Out of town riding with my home team (yeah)
Cocaine gave that b*tch a nosebleed man
I don’t even know what he sold me (nah)
I lost my best friend to an OD, damn
Playing with the H thats a no need (nah)
My n*gga sh*t cracked like a phone screen man (uh)
My n*gga smoked crack right in front of me
I got the contact it was no sleep, nah
My PO find that then it's O-V
Then I’m done with, yo
And every time I drop some content, yo
I start a motherf*ckin' conflict (ayy)

[Hook]
And n*ggas see me and they know I'm on that nonsense (uh)
These n*ggas see us and they know we on that nonsense (uh)
n*ggas staring at my gang like we gang bang (damn)
Cause they know my n*ggas into doing dumb sh*t, n*gga (uh)
Above The Law records n*gga
(above)
n*gga, uh
The Blacklist, yeah
Yo

[Verse 3]
I dump a bad b*tch (b*tch) like I'm Brad Pitt (Pitt)
I show off a lot because I never had sh*t (yeah)
I was a mad jit (jit), just a tad bit (yeah)
And now my name tattooed on The Blacklist (yeah)
And I must admit (what?), that I deserve it (yeah)
I worked hard for it (true) and it was worth it (yeah)
And I can’t wait to sign 'cross that dotted line (why?)
I'mma make sure my signature is perfect
Yeah I'm getting blackballed (yeah)
And theys b*tches on my di*k, I'm getting cat-called (yeah)
And these n*ggas on my di*k, they need to back off (yeah)
Mane I make these n*gga turn they f*ckin' Mac off (yeah)
n*gga I'm that raw (yeah)
n*gga I'm too raw (yeah)
I'm at your college campus posted like I'm Ash' Roth (yeah)
And I don't go to school here I'm selling Ad-rall (yeah)
My b*tch way badder than y'all hoes y'all need to back off (yo)
I'd rather jack off (yo)