J.I.D - Off da Zoinkys lyrics

[Intro] Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Uh Alright, J.I.D and Christo [Verse] Y'all n***as need to lay off the d** Some of y'all need to lay off the dope My n***as getting it straight off the boat Pure cut, put it straight to your nose I ain't nosy, but I know what I know Mr. Know It All, oh here he go I'm the GOAT, I never go with the flow Throwing shots boy, blow for a blow I'm the n***a kick the do' with the dough I'm the n***a f** the hoe with the hoe I'm the n***a lit the blunt with the blunt I'ma get it 'cause I want what I want I'ma say this sh** again and again I'ma go and put the sh** to an end I'm the sickest with the pencil and pen Hit the blunt and mix the Hen' with the wait I'ma go ahead and lay off the xans I'ma fall back sipping the lean I gotta make sure my vision is clear Oh God, no, it's not what it seems Six, five, four, one, two, three .45 toe, you know me You don't what smoke, so what it's gon' be? Gotta watch what you say when you looking at me Looking at God, looking for leaders Looking for keys, look at the pain in your eyes n***a, look where we been Look at our wins, look at our sins, and look at our skin I've been on a frenzy binge trying to get me a Benz Your fuzzy a** dance won't f** up the ends Oh God, no, where are my friends? Lord forgive me yeah, I need to repent My blood need to lay off the d** Yeah God, they ain't praying enough n***as dying, we ain't saying enough Cops fire, stockpiling rottweilers Tell my little n***as lay off the stuff Ronald Reagan, I can't thank him enough Nah, I'm playing, n***a racist as f** Told my n***a if leave a pack of ports around me, I'ma take em' And throw em' away Smoke em' around me, I'ma break em' And we almost had got into fighting and I'm talking My dead dad finna fade him, sh** Maybe I did too much, but f** it I love my n***a, I'ma say it And he probably thinkin' I'm a player hater I don't hate a player, I just need all my n***as to wake up And take a real good look, we along way from Decatur Long day still ahead of us Grown dads still scared of us I'm just working my incredibles Stick my dick into the inevitable So f** whatever happen, f**ing cinematic Sins of the father, I'ma f**ing addict Understand addiction, so I'm sympathetic But I know, I know, I know that I gotta be strong I ain't trying to be where I don't belong Little syrup sipping out of a foam Little powder put the pot in the bong I ain't tripping, I ain't saying it's wrong But, it's some other sh**, we can be on Gangsta Grillz [Outro: J.I.D and (?)] ...if you need it Yeah 'Cause we the old people, you know That's way you get blessed Yeah That's comes to you, people don't know Bless you can see it God, He come He come He come He come depending what What you do to people Uh That's where bless come from, you know what I mean You see, you can see thatLook at that, look at how fast crazy we done getting dead You don't know him right? Yeah, I did Right okay He was a criminal, you know what I mean? But look at it.. (?) all..more older than we get Uh, uh We getting gone alredy The good person You know what I mean, 'cuz he got a open heart Whenever i do war, when he was president Never heard nobody happy