Poetic Justice Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Jail cell Jaylen, shit like breaking news
Hold on what the fuck, step up out the room
Niggas wanna be me they can't fit inside my shoes
Bitch it's Jaylen Coley, tryna set the mood
Ran into a nigga tryna mask up for a lick
Ran into a hoe, she tryna ask me for a pic
Running outta weed, I hit the plug for a zip
Money in my jeans and a glock on my hip
I'm the golden child for real, I been shining, I was sixteen
She been out her mind for real, hit my line to say she miss me
Mask on everyday, difference it's not Halloween
Mask on everyday, bitch this isn't quarantine
I been on my grind for real, ever since I left the jail
She been out her mind for real, good brain she from Yale
Had to tell her, "Shawty I don't argue, why you tryna yell?"
Drip on I'm in the water, Jaylen Coley with the whales
Jaylen knowing Aviana, think so yea I might know one
Parking lot of Blue Iguana, hotbox when Jaylen smoke some
Diamondback be shooting 5.56s, I be quick to blow some
Niggas bluffin' whole time be snitchin', yea we know they know some
Lost my nigga Sino from the fent, he took a bad pill
Before I ever fake like I'm happy I'll just be mad real
Was stressing, going through it and locked up you don't know how that feel
She sexing other niggas can't trust her, but aye that's Prattville
Hustlin', having motion, I was selling drugs to white boy
I miss my nigga Teejay, I just scream "Forever Whyteboi"
I know I shouldn't cheated, but I did bitch it was my choice
Was out and fucking bitches, had 'em moaning in a tight voice
Bitch I'm just relaxing off the za, exotic bite
Never tell her I won't do it 'cause I'm knowing that I might
Went from rapping in the cell and now I'm rapping in the mic
Gotta know it's off the head, don't gotta tell 'em I ain't write
Got my wood I'm feeling good, aye tell lil bro turn off the light
In the hood, misunderstood, little they know tryna get right
I'm outerspace, a different keyboard nigga know I ain't the type, I'm like
Jail cell Jaylen, shit like breaking news
Hold on what the fuck, step up out the room
Niggas wanna be me they can't fit inside my shoes
Bitch it's Jaylen Coley, tryna set the mood
Ran into a nigga tryna mask up for a lick
Ran into a hoe, she tryna ask me for a pic
Running outta weed, I hit the plug for a zip
Money in my jeans and a glock on my hip
I'm the golden child for real, I been shining, I was sixteen
She been out her mind for real, hit my line to say she miss me
Mask on everyday, difference it's not Halloween
Mask on everyday, bitch this isn't quarantine
I been on my grind for real, ever since I left the jail
She been out her mind for real, good brain she from Yale
Had to tell her, "Shawty I don't argue, why you tryna yell?"
Drip on I'm in the water, Jaylen Coley with the whales
Jaylen knowing Aviana, think so yea I might know one
Parking lot of Blue Iguana, hotbox when Jaylen smoke some
Diamondback be shooting 5.56s, I be quick to blow some
Niggas bluffin' whole time be snitchin', yea we know they know some
Lost my nigga Sino from the fent, he took a bad pill
Before I ever fake like I'm happy I'll just be mad real
Was stressing, going through it and locked up you don't know how that feel
She sexing other niggas can't trust her, but aye that's Prattville
Hustlin', having motion, I was selling drugs to white boy
I miss my nigga Teejay, I just scream "Forever Whyteboi"
I know I shouldn't cheated, but I did bitch it was my choice
Was out and fucking bitches, had 'em moaning in a tight voice