But this why (No Jumper) Lyrics

In the turfs

Friend of a friend

He's adam 12

Add ten

No jumper

I'm defense

Ah passer

Underground with a Pitchfork

Madness

Known to hurt feelings

With presence

Table fork into bread

Blackness on the level of

Pick someone to go with You

Appealing Revealing

Unfeeling two decades

And they're still trying to

Damage my mental state

Faith healing

No double dealing

But this why

He's squealin

Stoppin the Love accumulate

And the hustle

To have money

Stacked to the ceiling

You know my style

Entertainment thru the Speakers

Back to the singing

I want you

Want me too

You know my style

But this why

Back to the Rappin

Yo side piece

Want to know

Why

Everytime

You with her

You always talking about Me

Change the subject

The gift of the gab

Are let her know

If she yo ride to die

But this why

Pieces to the puzzle

Check it

No jumper

My tone of voice

Make his soul feel

Numpty

Fopdoodle

Like Jobby

A Bampot

In the scene of romance

His head is full of

bawheed

He's a saddle goose

A thingumbob

Despise a liar

Had her bruised up like

It's a black crow

Move like this

Time dull

With the hater shine

And

I'm smooth on

The media police

New school

Styling

Relate

Night time

Slide off like this

Day time

Parlay like this

Night time

Slow motion with it

Paperwork

Old school dippin

Profiling

You know my style

Entertainment through

The speakers

I want you

Want me too

Move like this

But this why

But this why

He squealing

Pieces to the puzzle