Jchill - Come a Time (feat. Young Savo) Lyrics

I just need a pack of the best you can find
I just hit a bad bitch, sneaking up behind
I just made a pact now my soul hard to find
I just really feel like it's about to come a time
Where the bitches getting fine, & the money start to climb
When the devil come alive as a angel in disguise
I feel like I was chosen I ain't really have a choice
I'm sippin' purple potion, double cup full of poison
Pedal to the metal, I just like to hear the noise, yeah
I hit the gas & I'm gone, you can smell the noise, yeah
I been running through them red lights, chasing after paper
Everybody fed right, whole team paper chasers

Lil' mama ain't been led right, Jchill bout' to save her
Lil' mama gave me head right, treat me like a savior
She drop it low & she dipping, she keep it low with the bitching
She whipping work in the kitchen, I pour up & get to sipping
Tit for tat, I could f*ck with this or that
Getting neck like a girraffe, I'm off a pill & a half, I'm in the matrix
I feel like Jordan in his prime & I was made for this
Ain't nobody stopping me lil' bitch 'cause I was made for this
Oh my God, what a time to be alive
Ocean Drive, Backwoods, 3.5's
Top floor living life top notch
It took a sacrifice to live this lifestyle

They say you not the same rapper, yeah, 'cause bitch I'm cursed
My bitch complain about a lot, but we still gonna work
This money fast, come get you some, I'll tell you about it first
I put my heart & all my soul in every f*cking verse
I guess you all won't notice it until I'm in a hearse
But It's okay 'cause all this shit came from beneath the dirt
My demons stable, only let them out to put in work
I tried to pray but if I spazz, just know it didn't work
But I can't go, this shit in me, & it won't take me over
I let it out all on these tracks & leave your mind wide open
I'm running fast, I need it now, I ain't got time for loafing
I say some shit, make you a rhyme, then crash your f*cking Rover
Hypnosis, that's magic, got racks, designer fabrics
My bitch, yeah she the baddest
My wood, yeah it's the fattest
My gun, I blast it, I bet it shoot the fastest
Used to shoot for a passion, now I'm stuck with this rapping
I see the jealousy in every fake ass rapper
You garbage ass, fake ass, trash bag rappers
Get a million views, forget about your past rappers
Only sold a zip, now you a trapping ass rapper
Uncle cooked the crack & smoked it, it was ass backwards
He went to sleep, I stole his shit & turned a mad trapper
Glock 9, when I was 15, a mad clapper
18, got in a jam, fast shit happened

I just need a pack of the best you can find
I just hit a bad bitch, sneaking up behind
I just made a pact now my soul hard to find
I just really feel like it's about to come a time
Where the bitches getting fine, & the money start to climb
When the devil come alive as a angel in disguise
I feel like I was chosen I ain't really have a choice
I'm sippin' purple potion, double cup full of poison
Pedal to the metal, I just like to hear the noise, yeah
I hit the gas & I'm gone, you can smell the noise, yeah
I been running through some red lights, chasing after paper
Everybody fed right, whole team paper chasers