J.J Beats - Berluti lyrics

[Intro: Young Cory] I'm in the Studio gettin' blowd To the truest sh** i ever wrote Disdain, Rebel, Records [Verse: Young Cory] I'm headed to the big money, reminiscing lookin' back Heard a couple n****'s want beef, well i'm cookin' that Naked chef, Jamie Oliver twist Naked juice, Zig-Zags, & a whole lot of kush Hang it up like you Saddam or i'ma have to go Bush I let these n****'s know the business and the term of the deal My enemies i'ma peel, i'm determined to k** Anyone in my vision once i step on this field We cool, calm, and collective hurry offense at will Reaching goals under pressure this a two minute drill Touchdown!, celebrating, black bottles and pills Jimmy Choo heels a** and titties is real Dinner and a movie, the overcoat is Burluti Lookin' like Kim Fields in the facts of life she my Tootie When i'm deep inside that p**y She chant my name like it's Rudy In no relationship they just women that i'm f**in' with It's been seven years i'm living single and loving it but All i sense is hate from these phonies who claim they homies They got fat while you starved, they left you hungry and bony Nothing came overnight i was washing dishes like Tony f** a 360 Deal Universal, Warner and Sony Word to Doug Morris, Stephen Cooper, Lucian Grainge Rappers say they got bad b**hes, ain't got none of 'em trained? Better keep her on the leash if she horny or in heat Cause i'm a dog i'm a beast i'll f** her on the street, and You'll be ridin' in her car while my song on repeat Then you gone wanna go war, but all yo trooper gone retreat With open arms welcome competition to defeat The smell of victories in the air Purely destined, don't doubt or question What's the reason i'm here Exterminate if they betray us, don't play treason round here My faith and my trust in the God the only one that i fear Screaming to the high heavens, ain't nobody hearing ya All my rebels strap'd like the soldiers out in Syria f** around and rush a boy, you don't want no conflict Constantly writing hits i see my bars than convicts, yeah The system coming for ya life Judge throwing fast balls, swing and miss boy that's a strike Tomorrow ain't promised better live it up tonight Radiant child shinnin' they yellin' you too bright Sorry i'm oh so luminous ran the street's with some hooligans Artist as can i tutor them Droppin' knowledge I'm schoolin' 'em Live from the lyceum 8 O'Colck PM Girls in my dm that wanna be down with DM Disdain Management these other labels vanishin' They see i'm bigger and better i got 'em panickin' They looking fresh but ain't making moves they mannequins How is yo pockets fat too but yo career a statue? N****'s caught up thinkin' they trappin' Don't let 'em catch you Dirty players in the game will set you up and wet chu Put me in the hall of fame when it's all said and done I put a couple b**hes on, that's mighty courteous Young I just show my circle love, f** the envy and greed They say you reap what you sow well i'ma a plant a new seed And pray to watch it grow into a beautiful tree Yes lord, please protect me the devil is at my door Know that i would never answer I'm just lookin' through the peep hole Will not sell my soul and i'm sticking to the G-Code Streets named me Young auntie call me Corto Rico Don't make me call vato he a shooter word to chito This type of flow will make 'em hit me with the RICO Organized mine this is organized crime Money before pleasure even if it's from a dime I built it from the ground from being able to rhyme I just had to plan it out and let my stars align