George Jackson Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Whatever I do, when I come through, it's gonna be a problem, you know what I'm saying
Cause I'm, I'm really, I'm not being lazy with it, I'm not playing around with it
I'm gonna really, see, I'm gonna do my research and I'm gonna come back with something real serious, you know what I'm saying
And it's gonna, it's gonna, and it's gonna be hot
You know what I'm saying? A lot of times they make songs or they make little mixtapes or little freestyles
I mean, the only reason people play it is cause they say something about somebody
Been a problem since a womb, still play with pots and spoons
Arms rising from the sky, let it fly, and throw balloons
These bullets hit your face, wake and bake and crack cocoons
Keep an O like Mayweather, grabba hotter when it's June
Elephant in the room, peep the snakes from a distance
Watch for family and your friends, mama raised me to different
Still scraping out the pot, I was made in the kitchen
Niggas rap and cap a lot about these risk they be spitting
33 all on my back, biscotti no pimping
Dirty money in the washer, mixing up with the linen
That box hit every step, with a bow and a ribbon
Load that truck like UPS, numbers sort for position
Get stuffed for the bread and deep fried for fucking chicken
Got em cooked, left em smelling inside like some chitterling
Different beast, see the blood in my eyes
Like a gremlin, make your future another thing from the past
Like the Simpsons, I fed off of hate
Wasn't hungry for the love, shared my food off my plate
Niggas handed me a shrug, I came from the bottom
I was deeper than a sub, left with bro and took a trip
We was searching for a plug, turkey cheese sandwiches with water in a jug
Now it's first class flights on a plane with a rug
Been a menace since a jit, made em mad with a mug
Watch my name when you spit, or we spinning spilling blood
Free the family and the gang behind the wall in the gates
Left the bubble with a hoodie, I was back in the safe
If they didn't jack the pound, we was scratching they face
Nigga took it off the hop, then we made em a plate
VVS's in the watch, diamonds dancing like Drake
You a rat and a cop, name all through the state
Different class when I popped, leave em all out of place
See green like TD, don't make me go chase
Took my chick up out the eight, left the city for Cali
Bro through boxes in the stock, went and tripled the tally
Came back with a ocean, then we flooded the valley
More hand to hands than a race at a rally
Lift weight from the back, like we moving the dolly
Put your brains on the mat, I dare you to doubt me
Four rings when I dash, in the Benz then I'm outtie
Niggas stay in the cut, like a fiend in the alley
They say the money made me worse
They turn they back for a dollar and it hurts
I've been rapping since a toddler up in church
Turn my blessings into lessons, if you're guessing what it's worth
But I still blood a shirt
Cause even God sent the devil off his earth
You niggas pussy, and I really get you hurt
Like your mama's nanny nanny, put your body in the dirt
You know, I like when Jay-Z said, show you how to move in a room full of vultures
I'm like, you don't really have to change who you are
And start saying, I'ma be a snake, I'ma be that
You know what I'm saying
Just know, you can't let people use you
Or misuse you
Life is about using people though
Just don't misuse them
You know what I'm saying