Jackson Lyrics

From a place where they jack sons like Mississippi

Kiese Laymon, shit get heavy

Ain't no lifting, ain't no living

Bitch, we walking dead

Are you listening? Duck'n rats like its Disney

Niggas wanna diss me (Uh)

From a place where they jack sons like Mississippi

Kiese Laymon, shit get heavy

Ain't no lifting, ain't no living

Bitch, we walking dead

Are you listening? Duck'n rats like its Disney

Niggas wanna diss me

Why them girls checking for me?

I thought they hate me, gon make me think I'm fuckin' famous

But I can't blame em

Think I'm sexy, yeah, I'm knowing baby

But I don't mind, watch me blossom

Shit was awful, now it's awesome

Fucked yo friend, put that pussy in a coffin

Call me toxic, no more potions full of poison

Foot in doors to let my boys in

For my black folk, raise your voices

For my young folk, make y'all choices

Embrace mistakes, you can't avoid 'em

Cadence ill, got the flu

Think I'm Jordan

Eyes on me, see me posting

Think bout me, thoughts intrusive

Bars been wicked, flow elusive

Smoking sticky like a post-it

I been working like I'm 'posed to

Tell the truth, nah I can't hold you

Humble nigga, flow is boasting

Sound like Cali way I'm coasting

Never clutching but my woe is

Trust a nigga? Niggas hoeish

Eating on my sausage like that girl was Polish

Kielbasa, get cut up

Mikasa, su casa, no problems

You don't want it

You don't want it

From a place where they jack sons like Mississippi

Kiese Laymon, shit get heavy

Ain't no lifting, ain't no living

Bitch, we walking dead

Are you listening? Duck'n rats like its Disney

Niggas wanna diss me (Uh)

From a place where they jack sons like Mississippi

Kiese Laymon, shit get heavy

Ain't no lifting, ain't no living

Bitch, we walking dead

Are you listening? Duck'n rats like its Disney

Niggas wanna diss me

Don't test the flow, I studied the game

Don't test me hoe, I'm slightly insane

I need you back, Bane and Bruce Wayne

Two pens means two chromes and two chromes means two flames

Might Cobain on slow trains and Coldplay

Viva la Vida, I'm derailed might blow brains

Blow me like a raspberry, buss a cherry

Won't impress me, go and test me if you wanna

Trust that you don't want it nigga

Treat writer's block like chopping block

They block is hot, the block gon pop

Was cast out like Big Boi or 3K

Lemon-lime hit my phone for the threeway

And I get it 3 ways, ménage à trois on the freeway