J. Stew I'm the realest nigga bitch who hot as me
Grew up on 83 but shout out 93
Somewhere off 88th, smoking 93
I'm somewhere in the sky, bitch who high as me
I don't keep pipes but I got shooters they still ride with me
I don't like hoes I still 2 keep em on the side of me
Smoking this wood to the face
Bitches can't trust em
My niggas I love em we only talk work face to face
Cuz ion like texting they tapping my phone and I ain't tryna give em no trace
Fell love two times but today I forgive em and all of my feelings erased
This bitch got me feeling a way
Then I fell love with money
Wake up and get fresh because that's how I'm feeling today
Might drop my top when I pull out the car wash this whip got me feeling a way
Just a young flexer
I know I'm gone get that's why I be spending away
Don't care bout my lungs I don't care bout my kidneys I'm smoking and sippin away
Swim in money I'm drifting away
Call up a bitch she get hit from the back damn her pussy be dripping away
Yesterday I thought I loved the Lil bitch she stew acting different today
But what whip I'm whipping today?
Sorry I told you I can't love a bitch cuz I know women get in the way
Say who is Stew everyday I be me so I guess I'm that nigga today
You rapping too simple a few metaphors that I know they don't get it's okay
I still be rhyming and hitting them notes shit I might even throw in some ayes
I just bought a half I might grow my own shit cuz I'm too tired of copping them treys
Member them 4 for the dubs them was back in the days
Member back in them days
Shit, I think I need to get back to them ways