olay

yuh


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ayoooo




yuh


FREE JAHSEH NIGGA dont make him a piece of shit your the one who chased and locked him up for bein lit
FREE JAHSEH (yeah) ay dont fuck with me nigga i will break yo lungs
hes the man who never had luck and to never be rung
his bitches faithfulness was a lie just like his friend abandoned him right before he fucking died
hes pulling up in his buggatti screamin with the wind right next to an outti
dont spot him hes filling his car up with your blood 
next thing you know his songs are everywhere like a flood
you cant top him you dont know what the fuck he been thru
sniffin niggas and taking they IQ
hell take you out with his mother fucking words
you cant stop him with the flow of his mother fuckin records




*high pitched
ay yoo 
sniffin lean, clicking bling, 
sweeping money, all on me
i make money, to be clean
i jus up, up the bing
(yuh) 
*deep voice
taking steve harvey, trippin my b-i-t-c-h audrey, coke on the floor pissin the door, blowing my w-h-o-r-e
making money, cash in my bag n-i-g-g-a i got the honey
i pull up, i shoot yo b-i-t-c-h right in her wrist
im taking her money right out of her kiss
i dont got respect n-i-g-g-a, i disrespect
dont play wit me n-i-g-g-a ill kill you after all, can stop me with all these h-o-e-s in my draws
n-i-g-g-a these sons of b-i-t-c-h-e-s are boutta get sum stiches
FREE JAHSEH N-I-G-G-A you know hes the best 
he  be locked but hell find a way out of this mess

Yeahhhhh 

free jahsehh

you cant save him hes already dead but his legacy will always be purebred