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letra de the truth - jj esko

[verse]
i got booters on every block
if man turn up then we turn them off
he chills with kids and gets sent shop
his name don’t ring no bells in rock
feds already on my case for guns
so why would i take one brum, are you dumb?
all of a sudden man’s bad from where?
only wears a mask cah he’s clapped and scared
there was two of them, i was on my own
saw a jukk by the car, left his bredrin stretched
two minutes later they buss my head
but how’s it only me getting bagged by feds?
chatting bout works that your olders did
but no one from rock even knows this pr-ck
cah i’ll ring shh, make her hold my stick
used to drop him home cah he couldn’t get lifts
f-ckboy on bbc, ain’t seen man lack on cct
he weren’t the one that made me bleed
but it’s gonna be me when i gbg
he was ringing my phone tryna dead that
feds on my case but man’s tryna get back
head back gone when i see him
come here man, i’ll show you a demon
he ain’t on blamming, don’t come out his bed
see him and whack him, i’ll hit him with lead
somebody snitching and ringing up feds
but beef ain’t stopping till mylo’s dead
try draw me out, won’t tell the truth
so i know it’s all lies what he says in the booth
he ain’t outside, he just does it for views
he don’t ride on man, he just sucks on balloons
man are cropping videos just to make themselves look bad
tell him “drop the whole video” and we’ll see who’s f-cking bad
man are cropping videos just to make themselves look bad
tell him “drop the whole video” and we’ll see who’s f-cking bad
i know real badman from birmingham
keep telling me they ain’t ever heard of him
real g code, man got the burners in
if i see him again i’ll murder him
claiming points that your bredrin scored
he held me back when my head got bored
on my ones on your block, still went to war
this beef ain’t dead, it’ll end for sure
what did he do when they told you to ride
and he didn’t wanna jump in the car?
how did it feel when i smoked your boy?
i coulda run but we ain’t got the same heart
he was begging man to make tunes
i got in my head, i weren’t sucking balloons
how’s a grown man chilling with yutes
but all my youngers are realer than you?
i ain’t giving him no more clout
it’s the last time i speak on this
he don’t even come out his house
and that p-ssio speaks to pigs
[outro]
never had a shank in my hand, was a comb
if i had a shank in my hand you woulda known
come with facts b
still out here, still on my gang sh-t blud
you get me? you little snitch

- jj esko

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