JID - General lyrics

Uh, fuckin' wisdom tooth is killin' me
Fuck, whatever ahem

Check, anybody can see the kid got it
I see niggas ignore it so I
Feel a way about it
From rappin' in that truck with
Bolts on and rollin' blunts
Baggin' a couple bitches and fuckin'
Them all at once friday night lights
I was catchin' and droppin' punts
Thinkin' 'bout rappin'
I could be JID or like Chris Johnson
My thumbs keep strummin' kinda like
The Mumford & Sons
Mommy went dumb when she got that call
I had got caught
Kicked out of college for tongues
Niggas be talkin' i wasn't even on camera
Just hit the lick with some amateurs
Glad we did that
Now I'm flyin' to Los Angeles
With a 8th in my pre-rolls
Call that shit a tarantula
Tarantino on your big screen, ho
Slave man, South East Coast, JID or DiCap Leo
Set it off, my big sis reminded me of Cleo
And my brothers is killers you
Might see on Nat Geo
You gotta chill 'cause niggas can
Get they cap peeled
I keep that 40 like I'm Pat Tillman
They sent my nigga up the hill
Yea they jack jill'd 'em
And a million other black children
Let's crack the seal, i'm spillin'

Alright, I feel amazin', I
Can feel the haters, do somethin'
I ain't finna fade ya, I ain't got a taser
Shoot somethin'
Niggas talkin' crazy, wipe the little baby
Too funny pull up on ya, had a crew
Comin', take a deuce on ya, hold up

I'm talkin' about for real
I mean man, I did it
Man, talkin' 'bout for real, man
Your ass goin' to do it man
Free us and shit man we was in deep, we done
Got-, we done got evictions, man
We had went through everything

Look, look, alright
Lookin' for it in the night time
I been lookin' for it all day
I'ma get it at the right time
Watch 'em fuck with me the long way
Watch a nigga at the bike whip
Hit the buyer with the stone face
Greenbriar with the whole case
Bust it down and flood the whole state
Bitches know when that work good
Anna Mae eat the whole cake
We ain't even gotta role play
Had to get it out the bowl way
Kill shit, OJ, no way, Jose, slo-mo, okay
I don't do this shit at your pace
I ain't here to do it your way
And I'm comin' through the ceilin'
Through the floor, back and front door way
You do not want war, I swear
I swore on your grave
I been on my shit since like 6th, 5th
And 4th grade wait even before grades
Goin' to my brother court dates
And I asked my mom and dad what
He did but they'd never tell me
Then I figured he killed a nigga or
Got caught for some dope he sellin'
Kinda close but no cigarillo
He was armored up, that's a armadillo
My pops did time in the military and he
Taught us how to disarm a nigga
See the boys, you better warn a
Nigga but JID prolly got warrants, nigga
Like North Carolina or South Carolina, got
The hideout in like Florence, nigga
Swear your raps so borin', nigga
Then you say you trap you be lyin', nigga
I don't fuck with none
Of y'all happy trappers
Better grab and strap, people dyin', nigga
Lord sorry we makin' all the noise
But you ain't have to call the boys
Some shit you just can't avoid, dumb shit
Coolin' with the squad

I was talkin' 'bout man, you know how we-we
Livin' it now man, I'm
Talkin' 'bout everybody
Ya dig what I'm sayin'?
Ayy man, big shit goin' on over here
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody makin' they plays
But everybody had to work
For sum', ain't shit came without nothin'
Nigga you kids don't know what we talkin'
About, where we come from, they gon'
Know about -and I'm talkin' 'bout all
The way from Deshon Road
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
My dad, y'know, growing up in the
Projects, y'know what I'm sayin'
Putting the real shit in
Us, not keepin' around no fucks and keepin'
All that bullshit away from a nigga
So we can grow up to be real ones
I clocked they don't make that shit no more