Nu Jerzey Devil - Foolish Games | Текст песни

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Verse I:

B4 this rap shit money was an issue.
Couldn't even scramble up money to buy tissue.
Pops long gone, mom still gamblin.
Slick had cream from shippin & handlin.

But I was like 7 in hell but wheres heaven.
Wasn't quite a demon but was far from a reverend.
At the age 11 is when I 1st smoked.
And by the age of 12 is when I started pitchin' coke.

My life was no joke but still I kept livin.
Everyday that passed was a new fuckin mission.
Youngest out of 6 but my soul feels the oldest
They all showed me love but my heart was the coldest

Jerz was not focus, shoot if he approaches.
Stole a blicker from his brother while he smoke roaches.
No happy days so I don't know what hope is.
Sit back & listen while the old head coaches he's sayin.

Verse II:

Never wanna leave her but its kinda hard to keep her.
Always hold her close but she be dancin' with the reeper.
Runnin from the preacher but he's just tryin' to teach ya.
God is real close & he kinda wanna meet ya.

Nah I aint ready I'm still makin' dat cheddy.
Hit dat block real heavy & feed them fiends ready.
Make that cream steady got me krazy like eddie.
When it comes to that feddy man ya boy got plenty.

But yea I still love it.
Its a little rugged it bought my 1st bucket.
Bought my 1st Jay's & bought my 1st nugget.
Kept a nigga fresh so I was like fuck it.

Pardon the swag but bitch I'm a gangsta.
Have a 100 bloods run up on u & shank ya.
True rude boy ya not fuckin with a wanksta.
Ya niggas like my kids act up & ima spank ya.

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