[Verse 1: Nyyjerya] First you hit the corner, then you dump the burner
Weavin’ through the sh** like my name was Sojourner
I’mma take you on a journey in one direction
When I rock sh** with my pop sh**, pocket rocket in your noggin
You be on that opp sh**, left me with no option
n***as get the droppin’ when it come to my bands
You want that real love then you gotta understand
There’s more to a bond than just flexin’ on the gram
It’s more to that girl than what she wanna hear
She might get to f** my ill or better yet, play the real
The Boose is loose, like the truth I’m tellin’ you
My life is like an edible, take a bite and I will enter you
Exit you in a way that’s pleasurable, left no residue
Just a stain up on my baby but she gave me brain, like Alexa do
I’m feelin’ intellectual whenever I am next to you
[Hook: Nyyjerya] Me and Lord Lu C N was hittin’ licks, homie
That was round the time when n***as switched on me
I was jailed up cause a n***a snitched on me
I don’t trust a soul, now I’m back on my lonely
Me and Lord Lu C N was hittin’ licks, homie
That was round the time when n***as switched on me
I was jailed up cause a n***a snitched on me
I don’t trust a soul, now I’m back on my lonely
[Verse 2: Nyyjerya] And I’m back in the hood, these n***as think they know me
Hold up b**h, you know how I’m chillin’, hella low key
How you heard about me? Who talkin’ through the grapevines
When I find out, I’mma hit ’em with my 9 nine times
That’s a deada** cat, I’m speakin’ deada** facts
Stop a rat in his tracks, pull out with the all-black MAC
When I’m in the skies, n***as drop like flies
My people call me Ny, I got that NY state of mind
[Interlude: Denzel Curry] “Man, you just like all those other knuckleheads that be runnin’ around here. Tryna be somethin’ out yourself, by doin’ evil sh**. See, that’s why you ain’t gon’ be sh**, n***a! You over here, hittin’ licks, talkin’ bout f**in’ b**hes and hoes and all of that sh**. That sh** ain’t gon’ matter, n***a. We all gon’ die. You gon’ die, I’m gon’ die, we all gon’ die. Ain’t gon’ make the best time on this earth and you gon’ die at the age of 22.”
[Hook: Nyyjerya] Me and Lord Lu C N was hittin’ licks, homie
That was round the time when n***as switched on me
I was jailed up cause a n***a snitched on me
I don’t trust a soul, now I’m back on my lonely
Me and Lord Lu C N was hittin’ licks, homie
That was round the time when n***as switched on me
I was jailed up cause a n***a snitched on me
I don’t trust a soul, now I’m back on my lonely
[Outro] “This call will be recorded and monitored. I have a collect call from…”
“Nyyjerya.”
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