Just J - Frown Lyrics

Yea yea
Uh
Yea
Uh uh
My life has been so hectic
Like how could I neglect it
My heart so anorexic
I sound so idiolectic
You f*cking with the bestest
Said you f*cking with the best shit
Shit shit shit
You f*cking with the best shit
Pain I feel still I try
I'm soaring through these clouds
For the scars I roll an ounce
Bitches say that they was down
But I didn't hear a sound
Wonder why they want me out
Cuz I'm finally smiling now
They'd rather see a frown
Yea
Aye
Run it up
Yea yea
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
God damn
Yea yea
God damn
Yea yea
It's deeper than imagined
Duffel bags can't fit yo past in nigga
I ran from the pain
Now I face it that was past tense nigga
Massages and pills can't ease ya mind when it's passed tense nigga
Almost got away it caught me as I hopped that fence nigga
Hot shit god damn it what the f*ck is this nigga on
A lot of niggas hoping they shit sell
So they ain't gotta spend their lives working in retail
I'm trynna make it play it cool like my names LL
JustJ
But with the bitches you would think it's spelt Denzel
And I respect all the niggas rapping
Living though hell
But I could never be a nigga capping on what I do nigga
Cuz my bars the truth
How a nigga struggled and how he made it through
Nigga I was blue and I ain't talking clues
When I say I pushed the pen like the niggas with the carts of food
So Imma show you niggas how to achieve the impossible possible
Oooo
Make the impossible possible
I'm headed for the throne so I can rule
I couldn't give a f*ck about what a nigga said that I can do
So Imma show you niggas how to achieve the impossible possible
Make the impossible possible
Oooo
Pain I feel still I try
I'm soaring through these clouds
For the scars I roll an ounce
Bitches say that they was down
But I didn't hear a sound
Wonder why they want me out
Cuz I'm finally smiling now
They'd rather see a frown
Hit her never miss her
Kisser like her mister
But a nigga had to ditch her
Only want me for my visa
Shoot like a pistol
See my flick of the wrist
Rap slurred like a lisp
Smiling out the window
Fake friends all pretenders
I'm hot now like the embers
Rich now don't need no money lenders
Pissed cuz my wrist horrendous
Flex like some tendons
Pull up bout my business
Suit and tie like a guinnet
Windows so tinted
Can't see a nigga in it
Chauffeur pedal to the metal
While I paper to the pen and
Killing all these niggas
I'm just winning
Counting figures chilling
Like a villain sipping on a potion
Played the game no token
And bitch I got the prayers and the wishes if these motherf*ckers hoping
God damn
Yea yea
God damn
Yea yea
Pain I feel still I try
I'm soaring through these clouds
For the scars I roll an ounce
Bitches say that they was down
But I didn't hear a sound
Wonder why they want me out
Cuz I'm finally smiling now
They'd rather see a frown