Corrlinks and JPay lyrics

[Intro]
(Ear Drummers)
Glee
Sniper Gang
(Mike WiLL Made-It)

[Verse 1]
I'm like a fiend, know what I mean? I need everything
Nah, homie, this ain't lean, I'm drinkin' lemonade
I ain't talkin' Blige but I'm blowin' Mary J
You would think I'm blind 'cause I be rockin' heavy shades
I gotta keep the fire, try me, I'ma let it rain
'Cause I be walkin' 'round with a big scary chain
All winter I'm posted up, I'm sellin' candy cane
Before I made my move I had to let it marinate
I beat the pot with the spoon and watch the dope lock up
I drop the five in the deuce like I'm Urlacher
Don't make me run up in your gig 'cause I'm a showstopper
I got ninety-nine bands, I ain't got no problems
Ay, repeat what you just said, you don't want no problems
I'm patient, when she give me head, I call her dome-doctor
I keep a pep in my step like I'm pimp-walkin'
I'll run up in your home like I'm Macaulay Culkin
I got lil shawty on that reefer now she Kodak-boppin'
When I jump up in a Beamer I be thot-hoppin'
All this Perc in the liter got me sleep-walkin'
I'm booted up, Molly Jolly, I don't need coffee
I'm tryna blow the f*ck up, them crackers lock me down
They got me on the seventh floor, I'm tryna hit the ground
I'm tryna touch the promised land, you need to let me down
I put my trust in that b*tch, that ho let me down
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[Verse 2]
For all my n*ggas waitin' on some pictures through the Corrlink
I know your people ain't keepin' it real like they supposed to be
Go send your n*gga some money through JPay so he could eat
That n*gga used to look out for you when he was on the street
I just hit my cousin G1 today, through the e-mail
I know that feelin' that you feelin' and I love you, fam
Just like a peanut butter-jelly, my n*gga in a jam
This for them n*ggas eatin' Zoom-Zooms and Wam-Wams
And your girl got a new n*gga but she gon' leave him when you release
Feel like everybody shakin', they be loyal for a week
That boy Jimmy told me; Black, you a prophet, n*gga
'Cause when you spit that real sh*t it be like God sent you

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