Jammed UP

The day that I die you already know all of my niggas gon scream

Roll up a perso and smoke so much shit that you'll call em a feen'

I be damned if a nigga talkin' wreck

Fuck up a check

Pushin' some weight in a bag with a Nike check

I shoot for the stars and collect huh yea

Ain't no one check for the boy when they know i was down in my lows huh yea

Bet ya I'm way up they all on my tip ready to drop it low huh yea

Daytime i'm breakin' them straps with the cash 6 o clock and I go huh yea

My pops told me never to rock with a snitch and to not love a hoe huh yea

All that I got is my balls and my word if they talk i'ma check em yea yea