1. |
Intro
01:51
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It was a contest to see who first to call
Friends of friends are getting friends involved
Took the gamble for a chance to win
Life’s a bitch because I lost it all
Wasn’t worth, What it cost me dog
That shit hurt, When I lost her dog
Lost my mind lost my wit
But one thing true I never lost the sauce
I know it cost to ball, cost to be the boss
Ny chick think DC the south, country dick all up n her mouth, winter time bring them heaters out
I cant run outa these stanzas, my cousin moved out to Kansas
Im always praying like mantis
Takin them federal chances
Out the way I'll see ya
Riding down Alameda, radio Alfreda
Laid back kick my feet up
Got my song on repeat a
Don't be like Paul or peter
She caught my balls she a receiver
Round the way broad Kadesia
Quick to say she ain't a skeezer
Niggaz only hit and leave her so i rlly cant believe her
I wanted to (I wanted to)
Girl I wanted to (I wanted to)
I wanted to
Girl I wanted to, I wanted to (I wanted to)
Girl I wanted to, but you just ain’t shit…
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2. |
Essence
03:00
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Yea
Nigga too smooth like them harmonicas in the background
One time for the duet singers (I hear you baby)
I know y’all been waiting (I know they waiting)
Me too
Its like I cant stop pacing
Calm yourself down be patient
Thinking bout this money that I'm chasing
That shit got my heart racing
Bout the action like Jason Statham
Give her hotdog like I work at Nathan's
I used to get scooped from the station
Waiting
I upgraded now, but I cant be complacent
Make opportunities from chances that I'm takin
Hating ass niggaz getting kilt just for faking
Flagrant fouls have a niggaz run and chase ya down
Change up now? Why the fuck you ever came around
It’s funny how, family really wanna see you down
Claiming that they really proud, but its hate behind them smiles
Its a cold world, my brother still with ole' girl
Have it your way, its your world
Im still tryna get my life straight and Ima wait however long it take
Life a marathon not a race
Cant do too much too fast uknoimsayin (Got to move at your own speed)
You just started hustling man don’t go out there and buy four pounds man, you ain’t ready yet man…
But I mean only you know whats best for you right? (Right, right, right)
All the same don’t get in the fast lane if you cant drive
These days I cant sleep, these days I can't dream
And it ain't that I'm not tired its more that I'm chasing dreams
It seems like every day another roadblock
But everything you worked for ain't worth shit if you stop
So I can’t, superman looking for his Lois Lane
Getting older going through these growing pains
Its a crying shame, how many names I hit within this time frame
I’m starting to think my time came, for me to be a star
And half of it is being who you are the other half is staying on your job
Now some might say you need luck
But who needs that when its in God i trust
And other than that let them guns buss
As soon it got wicked a young nigga got vicious
If you was looking for christmas well that is not what this is
Reminiscing, I remember not having nigga pay attention
This the latest Juan stay and listen
Yeah I remember we used to be down bottom and shit the nigga uhh the nigga Shank and Lil Moo Moo they had the courts over there on Hampton and shit
Nigga spray painted the motherfucking three-point line, half court line and shit
Niggaz used to have big tournaments man and them niggaz came from the other side and shit when they stole Stephon bike man that shit was crazy
Now niggaz grown selling coke and shit
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3. |
In The Field
03:05
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Aight man lets get this show on the road man I done said enough
I got to go to the bar and get me another beer and shit (for real)
Coming up to the stage first, to set this whole shit off…
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Field)
Keep it real coming up with them bangers (Bangers)
See my brother on top of the hill (Sup fool)
Stay trill he the one with them bangers (Bow!)
New face coming through on the block (What?)
Who that? Ain’t no talking to strangers
Young nigga keep on rapping a lot, he must think a nigga sweet cause I’m famous (Thinking a nigga sweet)
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Field)
Keep it real coming up with them bangers (Bangers)
See my brother on top of the hill (Sup fool)
Stay trill he the one with them bangers (Bow!)
New face coming through on the block (What?)
Who that? Ain’t no talking to strangers
Young nigga keep on rapping a lot, he must think a nigga sweet cause I’m famous (Thinking a nigga sweet)
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Trap trap trap)
Get the package and I keep it concealed (Skrrt)
DC lunched out off the boat, B-more yerked out off the pills
They be shopping cause a nigga got deals (Deals)
I been trapping and I know you can tell
Got my grandma asking what’s the smell
Change of address whenever I get mail (Serving)
Making so much money off the weight I bought some hard shit (Well alright)
Even in a drought or not Juan make money regardless (True)
Yeah we up now but I remember all the hardships (Skrrt)
Yeah we up now but I remember…Say what?
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Field)
Keep it real coming up with them bangers (Bangers)
See my brother on top of the hill (Sup fool)
Stay trill he the one with them bangers (Bow!)
New face coming through on the block (What?)
Who that? Ain’t no talking to strangers
Young nigga keep on rapping a lot, he must think a nigga sweet cause I’m famous (Thinking a nigga sweet)
Aye young Juan still stuck in the field (Field)
Keep it real coming up with them bangers (Bangers)
See my brother on top of the hill (Sup fool)
Stay trill he the one with them bangers (Bow!)
New face coming through on the block (What?)
Who that? Ain’t no talking to strangers
Young nigga keep on rapping a lot, he must think a nigga sweet cause I’m famous (Thinking a nigga sweet)
She looked at me like why you wellin’
Talk so loud like why you (What?) yelling
She come from the Northside, stay right there off Nannie Hellen (Northside)
Cant save hoes, you no exception
Change my routes up, keep you guessing
The truth is I ain’t through finessing
Bless the block with my presence
Sixty dollars for a seven (Always)
Always open 7/11
Wild jus like my cousin Kevin
Big fat blunts in my session
Smoke in public no discretion
Looks like i ain’t learn my lesson (Burn Burn)
Burn burn burn etc (Burn Burn)
Burn burn on my selection
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4. |
Wise Women
03:24
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A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
A wise woman told me that a stupid bitch will hold me back
A warning about staying sharp, that’s why I keep my shit in tact
I ain’t with that pitter pat, and I ant for that tick for tac
Niggaz making chicken scratch
(And I ain’t really into that)
Record labels pimpin’ niggaz, cause they don’t read before they sign
Now they making millions off you, and you ain’t never seen a dime
Signing them 360’s, now they want they money back
Man this shit get tricky, when you getting fronted packs
When that shit touch down, I feel like a running back
NIggaz on the defense, begging for their corner back
(Rushing for the sack like Warren Sapp in that grey and black, niggaz gon’ attack just to see where your heart at)
A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
I got my third eye open
Counting cheese up from over seas 🌊
Jungle kingdom who was over Ceasar
Looking for a Mona Lisa to take shopping in Costa Rica 🇨🇷
And lay back watching and kick my feet up
Im talking bout designer living
Laying sleeping on designer linen
Island girl thats designer women
We somewhere you cant find the building
Fuck around and might buy the building, but hold up
I been showing and proving
If you knew better you'd do it
I got that shit but cant lose it
They cant keep up wit my movements
Niggaz get left on that pavement these crimes especially heinous
This shit I’m living in dangerous
Giving the praise to my maker nigga
A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
A wise woman told me never stop until you finish
I been handling my business
Shit been working out like fitness
Grandma cooking chitterlings
In the kitchen whipping chickens
On a mission ducking prison
Got to have that tunnel vision
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5. |
No Swishers
02:27
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I post a picture got them bitches choosing on a nigga
Don't fuck with Swishers but the weed I smoke is real delicious (Gas)
Take a visit see my nigga, I stay sharp as scissors
Ain't no smoking on this road trip cause I packed my pistol (Bow!)
Try avoiding confrontation but these niggaz simple (Bow)
Nigga tried to fight my brother I knocked out his dentures (Bow)
Man she give me sloppy top like she don't go no dentures
These designers that I purchase are very expensive (Cash)
I'm just a young nigga from the Southside (South, Side)
Y'all was suckers back then wasn't even coming outside (No no no no)
Got a bad bitch with her mouth wide
Open, choking she from uptown off NewHampshire (Uptown shawdy)
That pussy so fire, that pussy so fire (Damn)
Made me get up off my ass, she leave me inspired
Got me chasing all this cash cause that's whats required (Quiet)
I can never come in last or my ass fired (Ass fired)
But still though, I be in the field moe (Field moe)
Where that shit get real, ever seen a nigga get killed bro (Kill?)
Keep my grass cut real low, these niggaz be trapping but still broke (Still broke)
Juan stay strapped like velcro while a nigga walk around in my shell toes
(Boom boom boom boom)
Yeah
Like velcro, Juan stay strapped like velcro while a nigga walk around in my shell toes
(Boom boom boom boom)
Skrrt
Like velcro, Juan stay strapped like velcro while a nigga walk around in my shell toes
(Skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt)
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6. |
Grindin Hard
03:12
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Told you this the one I was waiting to record
(I been grinding hard)
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (Shine fasho)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (From the dough)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed (Kill)
Went from over west now I'm over east yo wussup (Sup cuz)
Show my city love you know Southeast know wussup (Sup cuz)
Now its sheets n funnel member smoking weed from out the dutch (From out the dutch)
Used to walk around, now I use my feet to shift the clutch (Feet to shift the)
Haters talking down on me, thats cuz i been turning up (Turn up)
Family got a frown on me, feel like I been fucking up
Feel like they relying on me, thats why i been going dumb (Dumb what the fuck)
Going out of town so much they thought thats where I was from (They thought that’s where I what?)
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (Shine fasho)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (From the dough)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed (Kill)
Failure not allowed homie, only choice I got is win
And I'm when I'm feeling tired homie, I remember why I’m here
I had to simmer down homie
Now I see the vision clear
You know this shit is never over, all these whispers in my ear
Im tryna concentrate on copping weight looking to cop them Yé’s
Fuck tomorrow nigga, knowing that life ain't promised today
I know some mob niggaz, traffic yay, across states
Fuck a job nigga minimum wage, never paid
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (Shine fasho)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed
I been grinding hard
I been shining hard from this dough (From the dough)
These takers watching hard
They be tryna rob on the low (Rob on the low)
You know I keep the rod on me
You can call me Rodger hoe (Rodger, hoe)
Watch for snakes in the field
Cause a snake a get you killed (Kill)
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7. |
Interlude
02:56
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Big dope, rolling big smoke, sheets and funnel blend
Packs in moving big weeds like I’m shoveling
A kingpin, I be cold on em’ like a penguin
I seen them, jokers must mess around with Harley Quinn
Pardon them, I came along way from selling 2 for 10’s
Moving in, taking turf away like the government
From DC back to Baltimore
Restrictive covenants, sucker shit from my uncle got me out in Cumberland
To see my father
Cross my heart I promise
Man I need these dollars
See me conquer, she gon give me knowledge on my Willy Wonka
Cousin Thomas, r.i.p. my nigga, fuck them boys who shot em’
Yeah
Yeah man fuck them boys who shot em’ man
Yeah my cousin Thomas he was from Wilmington, Delaware man
First nigga I met outside the city that showed me its real niggaz everywhere
I’m right back where I left off
Look like a young nigga took off
Buying from niggaz who cook soft just to put some money on ya books dog
Couple loses but I shook em’ off
Now a young nigga shining dog put ya shades on like Ray Charles
Out Tenleytown on Albermarle
Uptown with the white gang Southside my gang
My family won’t love me if I change
Smoking so much got a migraine
Nigga be rolling that Liu Kang, flame
Throwing my loose change, fame
Getting that good brain, insane
Giving her different strokes bang
I tried to leave her lone believe me bro but she gon meet me home
She be going crazy, keep calling me on the phone (Hello)
Numbers unknown, I used to call her my baby still she started actin shady
Now she get this dial tone
Damn you foul holmes
Yeah I know, winter made me cold
Juan draped in gold playing in the Game of Thrones
Its known, you cant make a way if you can't pay ya way
Put your dreams aside niggaz live on layaway
Nigga said man these niggaz putting their dreams aside man motherfuckers out here living on layaway
I guess, I guess you can say Im, I’m different, but I ain’t, I ain’t change
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8. |
All I See
03:29
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All I see is money (The cash)
20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s 100’s)
The plug calling my phone (Hello)
Told him keep em’ coming (Making bands keep em’ coming)
I’m getting rich off of junkies (Rich off of junkies
Selling grams out the onion (Got the grams if you want)
My nigga all I see is money
Im talking 20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s yeah)
Ain’t hard to tell who really real and who don’t be in streets
I wrap a package up and mail it let me know you received it
A nigga in so fucking deep its like i cant even believe it
And i been trapping trapping trapping I cant talk to police
Lil’ baby walk with me so come n shop wit me
These other niggaz washed up like mops to me
Shawdy said I'm guaped up like the lottery
Keep on asking all these questions are you foxing me
I’ll never make a promise that i cant keep
I got a vision for success these niggaz can’t see it
These niggaz happy wit the lesser boy that ain't me
And I’ll sell a hundred grams just to stay clean cuz
All I see is money (The cash)
20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s 100’s)
The plug calling my phone (Hello)
Told him keep em’ coming (Making bands keep em’ coming)
I’m getting rich off of junkies (Rich off of junkies
Selling grams out the onion (Got the grams if you want)
My nigga all I see is money
Im talking 20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s yeah)
Yeah what's good bruh
You was right there
I’m bout to pull up in five min
Them plays come back to back
Keep stacking how you get racks
Stay low key and keep on trapping
These niggaz out here is rats
They telling for lower sentences, catch em' and then dismember em’
City shit it get wicked, they caught em n finished em
Fear nothing from man
Packs stuffed in a van
Im planning trips to Japan, its all from this hand n’ handing
Niggaz can’t stand me, nigga like got damn
Pockets done got fancy, trigger finger is antsy
Fiends pulling up, I got it don't gotta ask me
Went from ashy to classy now classy hoes get nasty
All I see is money (The cash)
20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s 100’s)
The plug calling my phone (Hello)
Told him keep em’ coming (Making bands keep em’ coming)
I’m getting rich off of junkies (Rich off of junkies
Selling grams out the onion (Got the grams if you want)
My nigga all I see is money
Im talking 20’s 50’s 100’s (20’s 50’s yeah)
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9. |
Thats My Word
02:12
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…That’s my word
Face down, got her ass up
She be rolling nigga
All her friends fucking with the shits
Thats my word
Windows down got my speakers up
Good smoke in the air
Ride around and trap and serve and serve
Thats my word
Face down, got her ass up
She be rolling nigga
All her friends fucking with the shits
Thats my word
Windows down got my speakers up
Good smoke in the air
Ride around and trap and serve and serve
Thats my word
Hold hold hold up shit what the fuck is this
When it touch her lip, it freeze that shit
A couple hundred flip, thats a swerve
Taking trips, bitches taking dick
Got no time for no relationship
You must be faking you get on my nerves
Young nigga bagging boulders experience carry over
Know the last time she seen me in Lamborghini and Rovers
Fettuccine culture
Look at what Uncle taught ya
Get fly on them vultures and gas em’ up when you torch em’
Trap still jumping hustlers still pumping it
Block hot as a oven but fuck it nigga its nothing
J's stay stuffing em’ smoking down in the dungeon
Im having sex with your woman look at her face while she coming
Face down, got her ass up
She be rolling nigga
All her friends fucking with the shits
Thats my word
Windows down got my speakers up
Good smoke in the air
Ride around and trap and serve and serve
Thats my word
Face down, got her ass up
She be rolling nigga
All her friends fucking with the shits
Thats my word
Windows down got my speakers up
Good smoke in the air
Ride around and trap and serve and serve
Thats my word
…Thats my word
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10. |
Outro
01:42
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This motherfucker the slickest one
I was 16 when I started trapping
Wasn't even rapping, slicker jeans got more into fashion
My grandmother couldn't even imagine, whats the smell coming bathroom
She coming out the backroom
Bagging up weed in the bathroom
Sealing up weed with the vacuum, haircuts wit the half moon
Living trap or die cause we had to
Make a honest dollar I'd be glad to, legal and what have you
Cause these days things change
Half of these niggaz is dropping names
DC just ain't the same
A nigga gotta live and maintain
Everybody say they gang gang in my city its strange
Now the lames got the streets on lock
Niggaz a kill they man just to be on top
Get locked up and then turn Ahk
Must been opp, cause how the fuck you back on the block
You see sometimes I sit and sip liquor
Reminiscing on old times looking at pictures
When Arenas still played for the wizards
We was snowed in in a blizzard, chitterlings and chicken gizzards
A wise man said you complain, they don't listen
I gained fame look in the mirror still feel the same
Big dog, young great dane I'm off the chain
Shitting big logs over the game
They know the name
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Julio Slim Washington, D.C.
Julio Slim is the creator of Slim Moe Bob and co founder of Blind Writers Entertainment.
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