JID, EARTHGANG - D/vision lyrics

Yo, I'm in Atlanta, bruh
Hit me back, lil' nigga

Now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"
Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
Me and Siri moving steery so
That shit don't matter and, yes
Them things gon' flash if you want to act up

Dead 'em from every side of the spectrum
Hannibal Lecter lecture
Body part bone collector
Nosy ass hoes get punched in the septum
That's part of the woes for
Throwing salt like Epsom pardon my bros
Kinda off the rocker and steps
Don't step, stupid, or you get slept stupid
East side, Lil' Route, Zone 6 vet
Showin' respect, a nigga forever in debt
But don't forget it anybody wanna see 'em
I can make 'em a believer


At your neck like Gillette
Get you and the nigga next to ya
In present time they sayin' that
I'm the next nigga woah, woah
That kinda sound like a death trap
Can't see the floor, elevator
Where the steps at?
James Bond' 9 James Harden with the step back
No D, niggas playin' foul
Where the techs at?
That's cool, wave the 30 round
Where the TECs at?
Better get back, better get you a jetpack
They shoot where the ref at
They shoot at your jefe
They leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew
They just put a hole in his Pepe
I go where the check at, Margiella Gorilla
They kill a nigga for a thrill
They feel it now, cool, keep it movin'
I won't be the nigga they
Taking out, breaking down, face down
As far as these rappers man
These words couldn't hurt a nigga
Far as these rappers
I can't count on a ninja turtle's finger
Who really is fucking with the kid
That is JID
I am loud, that is mid, I'm a pound
That's a smidge
I'm a stallion, stout, strong, war ready
Resilient guess the Lord put me in
Position just to kill niggas
A warrior, but words used is my spear
My sword, my fear, my Lord
My chance is void if I
Do it for myself and don't
Give back to the loyal
The unemployed, all my boys in here
Okay, let's really make some noise in here

I'm under pressure, smoking pressure
Walking in no direction
Chalk it up to the devil
For fucking with my perspective
Too young to be a witness but
Old enough for the lessons soo Young
Got a tucker to fuck with the chief inspector
I bleed just like your favorites
I shit just like the angels oh shit
I feel a change and a
Shift in niggas' thinkin'
Like Lute, I got the jugg
I'ma say it's quite the finagle
Get rich and make some babies that's
Weirder than Will and Jada's
But lately, I've been blocked up
Lately, I've been strugglin' with ways
To get my stock up
Me and Venus workin' on new videos to
Blockbust and city shows and pop-ups
And really though I feel as though there's
No bitch I could not fuck
Niggas make art and act hard for no Oscar
Boy, you're just Leonardo
Born in the life you had to
Learn to be part of
Still, no deal, still whippin' the Mazda
But fuck

"Niggas ain't seein' you, Venus" shit
And I ain't seeing me
So many nights at the bottom, swore I was ET
My mama beat me, mu'fuck a degree
I chose both pills my thoughts 3D
And often I probably come off
So off the deep beat
That a lil' nigga like me gotta keep
At least two or three BPs in the blunt
They're off a DP as the rain
Pops off of these street
And the pain pops me another one to the brain
I let the strain do what you can't, I
Know it's hard out tryna reach me, huh
I'm battling addiction
I'm peeping premonitions
I'm clutching on my last dollars
I'm stretching common sense
A pressure point a keeper so
I question my existence
Be assessing my involvement
Second-guessing my deliverance
Lord, Ezekiel take the wheel
I'm flying in the young
Out of luck, out of hope to fuck up
So motherfuck a time limit
I'ma take what's mine, nigga
Ha now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"
Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
Me and Siri moving steery so
That shit don't matter and, yes
Them things gon' flash if you want to act up

Now, elevate my status to "Gucci bag us"
Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
Me and Siri moving steery so
That shit don't matter and, yes
Them things gon' flash if you want to act up

If you want to act up if you want to act up
Come, act up