Project (Irritated Freestyle) Lyrics

Ya

We the north

This go hard bro

Let's get it

All these fucking bitches start to irritate me

When all I give out is my positive energy

Bitch can you see it's a low probability

Get yourself some prescription to learn how to read

Maybe open a book before you open your pussy

To some low life nigga that ain't worth shit who got STDs

When I'm on top doing shows don't come crawling back to me

By that time you'll have herpes HIV and thot disease

I refuse to waste my time to the women on their knees

Pleading Northside be a star and then come back and rescue me

I'm done being savior because that just brings in traitors

No one tells me these are the ancestors of fucking Darth Vader

I say bitch see you later with me your life would be catered

Taking my kindness for ill use so I'm done doing favors

I wish you luck cuz your gonna be alone when in labor

The dad ain't in the picture cuz he can't handle all the pressure

Don't owe you shit

So shut up bitch

You're not paid enough to be my critic

Let me live my fucking life

If I had nickel for every time you decide to question me there'd be a coin shortage

And I'd be the equivalent to Jeff Bezos rich

People find it necessary to make me feel bad in February

But I'm sick of dragging desperate hoes in my sanctuary

We focus more on advertising than on black history

Is that mystery or maybe it's a government conspiracy

Make a useless fucking holiday that we don't even need

And coincidentally it coincides with black history

I'm a different breed

I stay woke in my sleep

And when I'm awake I stay hungry to succeed

Initials J J B

Or Jesus just breathed

Describing me not an ancient man who pulled fake sorcery

Are you saying you're Jesus Christ

Not exactly but realize

I will change the fucking world allowing minorities to rise

Minorities will rise and authorities will demise

Because the authority in place lives to feed people lies

Are you gonna listen to a guy who says lick Clorox wipes

Apparently yes because millions of people have already fucking died

(Phone rings)

Aye what up

Yeah

Aight bet

Aight yeah I'll hit you up

Yeah

Aight

Aight bet

Aye add me on Snapchat big daddy no spaces

The world is run by the fake

And in the end they just flake

Their hearts are frosted but people say that they're great

Ya see if you hate then you're fake

If your fake you're at stake

Because I will lyrically destroy your ass cuz my throne you can't take

So eat my fucking bait

On my line I create

All my bars are innate

I'm going far its my fate

I don't know when's the date

But my grind will never break

One day people will learn how to put respect on my name

I'm really a predator but people think that I'm their prey

Still learning the way to use my claws to intimidate

If you think that I'm a joke then bitch ha you finna pay

Imma go sicko mode and kill like a Travis rave

I'm too hard for xans or any prescription

I go live my life while I'm sober

With visions a mission that can't be deterred

So listen I beat you so bad they should put me in prison

And call me a villain

I walk into Philly get booed like Ben Simmons

But don't fold the 4th cuz I'm fucking clutch

My presence is like the messiah has risen

So here's what I did alright

I took out my 47 and shot her through the door

On god bro

Boy went flying

Shout Young Clutch

Fuck going on with y'all