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letra de im just a boy - j1hunnit

[intro]
(rizzy got the heat)
yeah
1hunnit
you know, allow me to introduce you to my friends (no, julius)
rizzy, ju’
say h-llo to the people
i’m in the ive of the hurricane in a makeshift raft
i said it gotta be god why i chose this path
wanted to do my own thing, he looked at me and laughed
wanted to sell a lil’ dope, but my soul at the lab
i got ten thousand on me, finna catch a cab
i know it sound super ass backwards, but that’s rapper math
waitin’ to meet the mailman, no cartoon giraffe
bust a box open, three piece on the plug’s behalf
my b-tch sayin’ she just a girl, but i just slap her ass
you get ’em every time they drop, you shouldn’t want no bags
before you get up out this bed, b-tch, grab your lash
she just came to eat d-ck, good lil’ dine and dash
a b-tch catch you on some 1up tee sh-t and start to bash
b-tt-naked, d-ck out, just belly and ass
oh, so now my sh-t little? b-tch, you gave me a rash
this ho done called the police and took my stash
the f-ck? d-mn, what do i do now?
i’m rich now, you couldn’t wait to try to ham me
b-tch, i ain’t see your dm, my fans spam me
you think i got a b-tch with a step-kid and a whole family?
ha, man, ’cause i ain’t call you back?
“i guess you didn’t come to think maybe my p-ssy wack”
she said, “i miss your ass, j, but i don’t miss you back”
i know you went and f-cked what’s her name, b-tch, i’ma get you back
i’m somewhere eatin’ beef kebab with awizzle and shaq
sixty-dollar plate, it wasn’t sh-t but a piece of a snack
i would’ve shot at toosii, b-tch too, i’m no different than shaq
i’m a dog-ass n-gga, i ain’t lyin’, i gotta keep it a stack
katana blade into the brick, i feel like samurai jack
you got a bbl and double ds, then you the type i attract
f-ck it, i’ll pay for it to unbiggen your back
just answer one thing, when you suck it, do you jiggle the sack?
archive knitted the hat, chop same size as a bat
your b-tch ran through, i think she on her ninth life with the cat
i know that n-gga, i think i used to shoot dice with the cat
he looked a lil’ different, that was back when his pockets were fat
you out here lookin’ all skinny and malnutritious
that’s what the fetty did to you, man, how you get in this position?
you need help, bro, start seekin’ a physician
better yet, matter fact, you need god, turn christian, please
[outro]
i’ma pray for these n-ggas
i know, i know, i know, it’s hard
life is hard
but
but there is a will, there is a way
you feel me?
get your sh-t together, man
1hunnit
(rizzy got the heat)
(no, julius)

- j1hunnit

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