ISO Indies, JRoBBiN - Consistency lyrics

ISO, From Broklyn to Cali
The Finest in the valleys
All praise to the most high

Uh, toke to toke, I smoke and choke
All my day one niggas that I love the most
First and foremost
I boast from the East Coast
Love NY to the upmost
Even though a lot of niggas cut throat
(cut throat)
ISO, ISO, do it for the west indies
From Jen Rock to to trenny
Many that really envy
Im cool now Im sippin' Henny
But fuck what niggas could tell me
This for my niggas on LP
Shout out my pops up top
LG only real niggas feel me
My nigga dill like chill be
But still we rise (why?)
If you real enough then you'll realize
Im just thankful Im still alive
And we came up since 09' took our own time
Held the team down from thee ground up
Motivated by the struggles
Now a young nigga seeing double
Now my vision on tunnel first they
Hit you then they love you
'Till you laying in a puddle
That's when er'body wanna tell you
Love you live fast, fuck dying slow
All my niggas ride slow
Sip slow pour up for my lost ones
Loves yours, why you got dumb? never know
Gotta put my niggas on

So do it how we do it
Always wildin' in our session
Smoking section when we step
Out we impressin' bitch you guessed it!
Why you worried who I mess with?
Why you worried? I stay flexin'
In the scene right now I'm just
Glad I'm up in here with my team right now

Focused on my payroll
I'm Just trying to live fast
So a mothafucka' die slow
Motivated by the struggles
Young living savage shit I'll prolly'
Sign to cut throat

Fuck the judge fuck a restitution
Ima get my niggas, start a revolution
Betta' watch your back I found my solution
Might take over the world
Just like pollution irritated fuck Innocence
Ima sip this Henny' while I spark my spliff
Christmas I did it yet again
But I'm gifted
So I'm confident not arrogant
'Cause that ego trip gets you an ambulance
And i spit flame Im not devilish
But i got accused like a Salem Witch
If your knowledge ain't up
You won't get this
But the speakers gon' bump so just listen
While I talk my shit
Sick of judgment I'm self-confident
Land of the hate, you a citizen
Back on the roll make it crack, so dope
Shit, I've lately been dry but
I'm back with some more
I was lost in my past but
My third eye was closed
I dun' smoked me an eighth
So I found my soul
Middle finger to my generation
There ain't no stopping it's so relentless
In my youth but I got a vision
So just witness while I make a difference

Doin' what I does always
Wildin' out in public
Who look is at it again
I ain't thuggin' Im just 'bout it
Catch me in my city solo
Giving money to the hobos
Middlefinger to the popo's
Don't bring them down until I say so