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Jid

Genres: Hip-Hop

Xxl Freshman Freestyle: J.i.d Lyrics - Jid

[Verse] 

Fuck what a nigga say because my mama think I made it 

Lift my head to the skies, I try to begin prayer 

Thanks to the maker, got me out of an awful place 

My nigga gone for 17 years like a cicada 

More than a motivator, immortal and innovative 

Endorsin' with pectoral fins 

Swimming through the waves and cause a habeas corpus 

I'm orbitin' through my days, I'm fortunate 

I ain't come in this bitch to be fuckin' famous 

I just hope when you hear me that you hold me in high regards 

Not as high as your God 

Maybe the stars moving a couple mountains ajar 

Ajayi, a juke move fitted up the side line, then a pylon 

Biddy-bye-bye, di-did-di-die now 

We don't let bygones be bygones 

We buy guns and squeeze like a python until the night come 

The bear to right, uhm, the right to bear arms so we could fight 

I get my shine on, Belt of Orion, cut on the lights 

And when I die just take me to Zion and kill me twice 

It's like my second life, my second-second line 

I put this noose around my neck just to accessorize 

Ridin' in this coupe terrified 

12 try and petrify a nigga with petty crimes 

How you feel about me don't matters like black lives 

Nothin' even matters, dog, I heard that when I was five 

That's around the same time my big brother had shown me his .9 and let me hold it 

Literally what I call a 9 to 5 

Ten times out of nine, I prolly wouldn't survive 

But sun do what my gun do, rise 

Guns drew, this the last hoorah 

Takin' lives 'fore you dudes take mine 

Take your time, these things take time, tickin', tickin' 

Typical flow to keep you niggas on the tip of your toes 

Lo and behold, make your temple explode 

Give and go, pick and roll 

Never listen to the rigmarole 

This rigor mortis make your temperature cold 

Woah, woah, I don't troll, bro, I been in my mode 

I'm a full schizo with a duel Pistol, that's a cool visual 

That pocket missle pop a pimple, hit him, he bent over 

Give me the tempo, bika-bow, bika-bow-da-boom 

It's a elephant and cow in the room 

I'm the pride, bruh, how ya doin'? 

You better bounce 'fore I make a move 

Don't got the juice like you say you do 

I'm finna be like a saber-tooth 

Wreck a roof, any booth, anybody get it too, you ain't invisible 

Shootin' at us, metaphysical, put 'em in critical, critical, uh 

Finna get 'em, finishin' 'em, benefit 'em, then I'm finished with 'em 

 

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