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Performed By: J. Finesse
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Johnny Guevara




J. Finesse - Reclusive Lyrics
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Smoke the potent
Double up the doses
Come and meet the dopest
Can't nobody come the closest
Bitch I ain't boasting
These rappers sweet like hostess
I'm hungry in ketosis
In the streets just like a homeless
Bitch let's get em
Guillotine Swear to leave me dome less
Drop the dealers outta town set up shop and now we open
Betta ask yo Bitch I'm
Raw
On the grind just like a skater
Big pun I ain't no player
I just f*ck em see em later
Dedication to my
Haters
Serve em like a waiter
Street venues on the prowl
Cook the dope that's what they cater
On the rise
No elevators
Slam em down ain't talking staplers
Can't nobody tell me shit
F*ck em all don't owe em favors
They don't understand my pain
Can't even love the same
Can't even trust the same
Life ah make a man insane
On my momma let it bang
For they take me in that cell
F*ck em give em hell
They ain't hard them bitches frail
Swear they wanna see fail
Feels like I took a rail
Ain't feeling shit as well
Like come on take a shell
They just took my boy to jail
My boy will never tell
Solid bread it's stale
Let it sing just like Adele
That's fa real
That's fa real
Plottin on a mill
For my momma go and kill
You aint a killa off that pill
Yo ass just better go and chill
For I go and break yo grill
Im shark up in this ocean you a fish without some gills
How I feel
Feel
Ain't feeling shit fa real
Reclusive with steal
Ride what I gotta do
Slide what I gotta do
Feel
Ain't feeling shit fa real
Reclusive with steal
Ride what I gotta do
Slide Slide Slide
F*ck the drama
Need to call my momma
Going through some thangs
Reclusive with the lama
Going through some trauma
Hit the streets like Yokohama's
9mili taking trips like a flight out to Bahamas
Hope they get The diorama
Steaming like a sauna
Ain't hit my bitch in weeks I been plottin on some commas
Get the bag and then salama
This ain't a melodrama
Unforgiven when it's beef f*ck around and smoke yo partna
Man I know they wasn't loyal
Never been the same since
They gone tell you that they love you f*ck around hit yo bitch
Lord Not again
Yea that's foul shit
They Ain't no slatt gang shit f*ck around start
Shooting shit I'm shooting bitch you can't hang
All the talking useless
I don't trust nobody that's the reason I'm reclusive bitch I'll let my nuts
Hang
All the taking useless
I don't trust nobody that's the reason I'm reclusive
Boy let's do this
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Smoke the potent
Double up the doses
Come and meet the dopest
Can't nobody come the closest
Bitch I ain't boasting
These rappers sweet like hostess
I'm hungry in ketosis
In the streets just like a homeless
Bitch let's get em
Guillotine Swear to leave me dome less
Drop the dealers outta town set up shop and now we open
Betta ask yo Bitch I'm
Raw
On the grind just like a skater
Big pun I ain't no player
I just f*ck em see em later
Dedication to my
Haters
Serve em like a waiter
Street venues on the prowl
Cook the dope that's what they cater
On the rise
No elevators
Slam em down ain't talking staplers
Can't nobody tell me shit
F*ck em all don't owe em favors
They don't understand my pain
Can't even love the same
Can't even trust the same
Life ah make a man insane
On my momma let it bang
For they take me in that cell
F*ck em give em hell
They ain't hard them bitches frail
Swear they wanna see fail
Feels like I took a rail
Ain't feeling shit as well
Like come on take a shell
They just took my boy to jail
My boy will never tell
Solid bread it's stale
Let it sing just like Adele
That's fa real
That's fa real
Plottin on a mill
For my momma go and kill
You aint a killa off that pill
Yo ass just better go and chill
For I go and break yo grill
Im shark up in this ocean you a fish without some gills
How I feel
Feel
Ain't feeling shit fa real
Reclusive with steal
Ride what I gotta do
Slide what I gotta do
Feel
Ain't feeling shit fa real
Reclusive with steal
Ride what I gotta do
Slide Slide Slide
F*ck the drama
Need to call my momma
Going through some thangs
Reclusive with the lama
Going through some trauma
Hit the streets like Yokohama's
9mili taking trips like a flight out to Bahamas
Hope they get The diorama
Steaming like a sauna
Ain't hit my bitch in weeks I been plottin on some commas
Get the bag and then salama
This ain't a melodrama
Unforgiven when it's beef f*ck around and smoke yo partna
Man I know they wasn't loyal
Never been the same since
They gone tell you that they love you f*ck around hit yo bitch
Lord Not again
Yea that's foul shit
They Ain't no slatt gang shit f*ck around start
Shooting shit I'm shooting bitch you can't hang
All the talking useless
I don't trust nobody that's the reason I'm reclusive bitch I'll let my nuts
Hang
All the taking useless
I don't trust nobody that's the reason I'm reclusive
Boy let's do this
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Writer: Johnny Guevara
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