iamphycojack - Fractions (feat. Smallcooch) Lyrics

I fell back, put out a album, you know
I'm on to other things, I'm on the artist things
All that, yeah (28 shit)
But I think it's quite clear now
You's need the bad guy
Ayo, I'm the one who run Lake Ridge where they scared and skiddish
Accusations on the gram and they all fictitious
I done been through realest blocks, used to stop at sixes
Keep bout' one, two niggas that don't care how hard them hits is, look
Niggas act like they want action
Come get that action
Ho, we ain't duckin' no action
Knockin' them off of they traction, use a distraction
Then we gon' line 'em like fractions
Disappear, let all them live, now they all competin'
You ran up, now where we at?, we all attend the meetin'
'Cause they gotta move around once the team is teamin'
'Bout to put out all this crack 'cause my fiends is feenin', uh
I put these niggas on game, they should be suckin' my feet
I tried to give 'em some press, they went a turned it to beef
It's Phyco J, Starting a Melee
Niggas wanna tap this ass, but is scared to say they gay
All these diamonds on me flashy, I hope nobody go blind
Got to square it up this year, but last year got snuck from behind
Getting a call from the hood, he know my body is good
Got 30,000 new streams and my secrets was servin' 'em good
Fightin' with these lame ass niggas I think we was miss understood
These bitches bitin' like Joe; shout out to Hillary, though
It's them weak punches thinkin' that he hittin' on me
I graded your knuckle up, bitch, it's incomplete
If you was tryna get attention, then mission complete
I'm the final level bitch y'all on a mission to beat
It's like BRAWL when i got the money bitch, the whole game stop
But I ain't playin' with you niggas, this ain't GameStop
If Phyco in the buildin', then he with a gangsta
And he won't hesitate if I tell him to shake sumn
Just put a pergola in my new house
You mean red brick with backyard? That's at the next house
F*ck him so good, he wanna get it all over the house
I wish them niggas wanted more talent and less clout
I I fall back, and let 'em talk in the space
'Cause when you know that you won, them hoes in second place
Look at them f*ckin' for weed, oh, what a disgrace
I put that on A-rod, none of you bitches is safe
Make his dick get hard soon as I walk in, but we tryna be subtle
Whole ridge go up when a bitch touch down got them niggas in a huddle
Neck game still cold, it's called a igloo
Head game dumber than little miss Gorilla Glue
He tryna eat it up, I said, "get to smackin', boo"
While I count these streams'
Jigga what? Jigga boo?