Slowing down riding the car
Ready take a case every time I see
The laws
Issa war zone ops ain't got no
Patience
Trying knock me out the square
Just outta they frustration
Came up on them Ms And left
Out the homies
F*ck y'all was at when a nigga
Was homeless
Food on my plate And a nigga
Was hungry
Got hit with that time And my
Heart hit my stomach
Got stabbed in the back when a
Nigga was loyal
On the five I had them licks growing rite out
The soil
Laws play with our life like this
Shit is a toy
High key I knew all this shit as a
Boy
Broke Ain't no constantan work
For a felon
Get out the pen and go rite back
For a felon
Nigga Just want a Medusa belt
Or some giuseppe's
Trying touch on racks but the
Devil won't let me
I wonder if profits ,prophesize
They demise
Can you see it like people with
Evil eyes
Nigga ain't nobody helping
Laws killed rayquan cuz they said
He had a weapon
Cell phone and a pack of swisher
Sweets
Only thing he had walking down
The street
I ain't even gone lie
We be on it five deep
But I don't need no witness
When I'm robbing in these
Streets
Nightmares a nigga can't sleep
Sipping codeine f*ck counting
On you sheep
Jackers tried to get me while my
Neighbors playing sleep
Hit that boi with something that
Lifted him off his feet
So why I struggle to
Eat
Bitch nigga stop playing go
Ahead take a
Seat
Better learn the codes and the
Ethics of a motherf*cking G
These Young southern mobsters
Down to die behind some honor
When I'm running with the code
A young nigga avoid drama
I was blowing on some skamma
That's was roselle times back
With Lucy and Taraah
Phone call from mama
She was sleeping on the couch at
Some bitch apartment
Swear to God I lost it
Thankfully I caught it
And I'm just being honest
At one point I was really with
That crashing
So if I got to bang now
Imma make it classic
I hear
Rat toes nails scratching
You better watch your walls
If that ass ain't got no attic
Dressed in all black
When you see me
I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that I'm unique
I be in my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Dressed in all black when you see
Me I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band Thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that in unique
I be In my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Big Lord Julian
Big Lord Status
Big Lord Julian - Do's & Don'ts Lyrics
Big Lord Julian - Do's & Don'ts Lyrics
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Slowing down riding the car
Ready take a case every time I see
The laws
Issa war zone ops ain't got no
Patience
Trying knock me out the square
Just outta they frustration
Came up on them Ms And left
Out the homies
F*ck y'all was at when a nigga
Was homeless
Food on my plate And a nigga
Was hungry
Got hit with that time And my
Heart hit my stomach
Got stabbed in the back when a
Nigga was loyal
On the five I had them licks growing rite out
The soil
Laws play with our life like this
Shit is a toy
High key I knew all this shit as a
Boy
Broke Ain't no constantan work
For a felon
Get out the pen and go rite back
For a felon
Nigga Just want a Medusa belt
Or some giuseppe's
Trying touch on racks but the
Devil won't let me
I wonder if profits ,prophesize
They demise
Can you see it like people with
Evil eyes
Nigga ain't nobody helping
Laws killed rayquan cuz they said
He had a weapon
Cell phone and a pack of swisher
Sweets
Only thing he had walking down
The street
I ain't even gone lie
We be on it five deep
But I don't need no witness
When I'm robbing in these
Streets
Nightmares a nigga can't sleep
Sipping codeine f*ck counting
On you sheep
Jackers tried to get me while my
Neighbors playing sleep
Hit that boi with something that
Lifted him off his feet
So why I struggle to
Eat
Bitch nigga stop playing go
Ahead take a
Seat
Better learn the codes and the
Ethics of a motherf*cking G
These Young southern mobsters
Down to die behind some honor
When I'm running with the code
A young nigga avoid drama
I was blowing on some skamma
That's was roselle times back
With Lucy and Taraah
Phone call from mama
She was sleeping on the couch at
Some bitch apartment
Swear to God I lost it
Thankfully I caught it
And I'm just being honest
At one point I was really with
That crashing
So if I got to bang now
Imma make it classic
I hear
Rat toes nails scratching
You better watch your walls
If that ass ain't got no attic
Dressed in all black
When you see me
I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that I'm unique
I be in my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Dressed in all black when you see
Me I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band Thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that in unique
I be In my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Big Lord Julian
Big Lord Status
Ready take a case every time I see
The laws
Issa war zone ops ain't got no
Patience
Trying knock me out the square
Just outta they frustration
Came up on them Ms And left
Out the homies
F*ck y'all was at when a nigga
Was homeless
Food on my plate And a nigga
Was hungry
Got hit with that time And my
Heart hit my stomach
Got stabbed in the back when a
Nigga was loyal
On the five I had them licks growing rite out
The soil
Laws play with our life like this
Shit is a toy
High key I knew all this shit as a
Boy
Broke Ain't no constantan work
For a felon
Get out the pen and go rite back
For a felon
Nigga Just want a Medusa belt
Or some giuseppe's
Trying touch on racks but the
Devil won't let me
I wonder if profits ,prophesize
They demise
Can you see it like people with
Evil eyes
Nigga ain't nobody helping
Laws killed rayquan cuz they said
He had a weapon
Cell phone and a pack of swisher
Sweets
Only thing he had walking down
The street
I ain't even gone lie
We be on it five deep
But I don't need no witness
When I'm robbing in these
Streets
Nightmares a nigga can't sleep
Sipping codeine f*ck counting
On you sheep
Jackers tried to get me while my
Neighbors playing sleep
Hit that boi with something that
Lifted him off his feet
So why I struggle to
Eat
Bitch nigga stop playing go
Ahead take a
Seat
Better learn the codes and the
Ethics of a motherf*cking G
These Young southern mobsters
Down to die behind some honor
When I'm running with the code
A young nigga avoid drama
I was blowing on some skamma
That's was roselle times back
With Lucy and Taraah
Phone call from mama
She was sleeping on the couch at
Some bitch apartment
Swear to God I lost it
Thankfully I caught it
And I'm just being honest
At one point I was really with
That crashing
So if I got to bang now
Imma make it classic
I hear
Rat toes nails scratching
You better watch your walls
If that ass ain't got no attic
Dressed in all black
When you see me
I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that I'm unique
I be in my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Dressed in all black when you see
Me I don't speak
Trunk sound like a marching
Band Thumping down the street
Mama gave me game so you
Know that in unique
I be In my zone be forgetting
What I teach
Big Lord Julian
Big Lord Status
Writer: Julian Edwards
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid