Chapter 91: YOUNG BUMPY JOHNSON ft. Kayson Lyrics

Uh, look, uh, I did a lot, still got some dirt on my sleeves, but I'm a new man

I put New Years in the eve, said I've been flowing like a oven, man

350 degrees, I came from growing up with nothing, God, scars on my feet

Tony Hawk, you know I flip shit, choppa wearing lipstick

A serpent's deadly lips, it'd be a death wish if you kissed it, keys with no ignition

But fuck it we still ignorant, man

But I would cross my fingers every night and get to wishing

For a warm meal, got sick of eating my sleep

Had to turn it up a notch, put on a mask when I scheme

Freeze, a big-ass rat can come between me and cheese, cause with this nine

I'll make it pose on its knees like Say Cheese, nigga

Keep a billy in my jeans when I spot Tommy, know that He'll figure

Stunting on the net'll get you killed, nigga, cautious when I move, cause where I'm from

Them niggas kill niggas, consider the system that taught us how to kill

Nigga, clutch when I sleep

Can't die when I dream, had to wake up for the green

Had to wake up for the cream, a loose knot

Slipping, but I'm tight like a

I'm like the itty-bitty spider getting washed by the stream, I'm

Back up, we're backed up, we masked up and strapped up

Get slapped up by five thugs and one chum

I heard the F-ings about it, I played this F-ing after F-ing

Now he's F-ing retarded, I said it's K

I mastered the style of lost pain, said it's K

Catered it through the path that I paved, bro told me K

We all bout to ride, you better stay, better stick to the rap, I'm quick to the Mac like 8K

At nines, I start to shake my mind, been out of shape

I get high when I'm in pain, I don't cry

I'm not the same, I don't lie when I feel drained

I just lie when I want brain, I don't got nothing

To lose, my whole life been in the rain, okay

I was down bad with a brand new beginning

Lint in my pocket, I'm done rocking linen, robbing and shit, so they call me a villain

Was robbing the niggas for food in the ceiling, it ain't my fault, I'm sinning

Still gotta go seek forgiveness, still gotta go pray for the bro's mental and health, oh shit

I'm tripping, detrimental, I keep my vision, confidential, I need four million, presidential

Ain't got no limit, evident that I'm cold like Christmas, fuck Christmas, for all those years

I ain't get shit, for all those years I was wishing, 14, was working the kitchen, 15

My bro turned a victim, RIP them, slugs that hit him, 16, was itching to get them, 17

I upped on the wesson, 18, took a different direction, 19, took control of my presence

Man in the mirror had finally appeared, say now I'm not fooled by deception, K