JunkYardBaby - BlackJacobin (feat. FIVE SIX SPINS) Lyrics

Can't afford to be late, I'm on time What they say, if it's loose, it's all mine
Sitting down, ain't working, baby It's all about the work, baby
It's your world, it's your world, it's your world
Yeah, let's get this work , get this work , get this work
Ain't no booty shaking when you pop my CD I f*ck with phoenix , boy, you know I crank bout Lil' Phoebe I'm tryna get it in, the industry ain't tryna see me
How a nigga, underground And you niggas tryna be me
But I ain't underground, thank the Lord for my Z's
Zan outta tar changing life he still throwing b's
Used to kick in doors, homie, you ain't had to throw the keys
NFL is JYB dawg, I hope you notice me Niggas acting turtles, so I'm kicking shells
Momma posted at the bond, they done let me out the bail
If a nigga ever fail, never come back, say I failed
Cause I'ma try again, JunkYardBaby gon' prevail Everything genuine, I don't need appreciation
Have you ever seen bachata smooth from a real Haitian
They call me Z, baby, I'm the last of generations Same niggas, I gave swag too
Be the niggas, hating , and you know that
Can't afford to be late, I'm on time What they say, if it's loose, it's all mine
Sitting down, ain't working, baby It's all about the work, baby
It's your world, it's your world, it's your world
Yeah, let's get this work , get this work , get this work
JunkYardBaby , know you flyer then a dove F*ck what they talking bout, you know you a corporate thug
If a nigga ever play, you better burn him like a rug
Any lady round, acting sluggish, treat em like a slug
Cranking round the Aves but I'm posted up at the pub
I'm the one and only, homie, I can never get a sub
But I'm in the way, making bread, nigga, like, what's up
All my rednecks round the way, always showing nigga love
And you know that, ugh , ugh
Why I get to dumping ? Why I get to dumping ? Why I get to dumping ?Nah, you can take me from the top, homie
Ugh ugh , ugh ugh, let me stop before suffocate the beat to death
Ugh, ugh