SCY Jimm - Letter To The Industry (Official Video) Directed By: @ieatvisualz

(Ooh, we leavin' no clue

Please for my man Taz)

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga

(Ayy) them young niggas havin' motion

You gotta face it, nigga

(Ayy, you gotta face it)

I'm rockin' Balenci's, I

Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga

(Ayy, ayy, on gang)

I'm outchea still trappin' (Ayy) , bitch

I need my bracelet bigger (Hoo)

I heard he still rappin'

(Ayy) , brodie go and face

The nigga (Glaow, glaow, glaow)

He gon' stop dissin' (Hoo)

Red beam on the ARP

(Hoo) , I am not missin' (Gang)

He want smoke, pull up to his street

(Glaow) , I am not dissin' (Hoo, skrrt)

High as fuck, I be on codeine

I can't stop pissin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm a yes man, I can't say no to the drugs

I love to get that shit off

I can't say no to the plug

Glock out while I'm performing

How he get that in the club? (How thе fuck?)

These days, you eithеr scammin'

Slangin' dope or pushin' bud

Ayy, my name ain't even Jrue

I ain't get shit a lot of holidays

(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

My mama know I'm trappin', nigga

Fuck a couple dollar raise (Fuck it)

Sometimes, I feel like rap

I'm goin' back to my robbin' ways

I can get a nigga whacked

Couple racks is all it take

Bro nem outchea shootin' shit

Got the block hot today

In-person, these niggas pussy, on the net

They got a lot to say

Know these niggas police

That's why I be stayin' out the way

These ain't headphones

Chopper make a beat like Dr dre

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga

(Glaow, baow)

Them young niggas havin' motion

You gotta face it, nigga

(On God) i'm rockin' Balenci's, I

Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga (Ayy, ayy)

I'm outchea still trappin', bitch

I need my bracelet bigger (On gang)

I heard he still rappin'

Brodie go and face the nigga (Glaow)

These niggas 12, Aaron Rodgers (What?)

How the fuck I keep dodgin' bullets

I ain't in no Charger? (How the fuck?)

These niggas fake, they imposters (On gang)

T2T, the biggest

Real street niggas on my roster (Whoo, ayy)

I was searchin' for love and

Then I found a Glock (Then I found a Glock)

I was lookin' for drank

But ran into some Wock' (Into some, ayy)

They think I'm with the Migos

Got the streets on lock

(Got the streets on fuckin' lock)

You need that shh, you know I got it

Eighty-five a pop (On gang) , ayy

I ain't never been a rat

Don't condone me in that shit

Free my niggas in that cell

Know it get lonely in that bitch

Got a nigga bitch drippin', put her on me

And that's it

Ask the city 'bout lil' Jimm, boy

I was known to take that risk

Take a nigga bitch and slut her out

(Ayy, ayy) , I won't never love a thot

Shawty call me disrespect every time

I cuss her out let a nigga run up wrong

Show you what this cutta 'bout

(Whoo, glaow, ayy) 12 pulled up to the trap

I'm way at the other spot

Ayy, that money comin', I can taste it, nigga

(On gang) them young niggas havin' motion

You gotta face it, nigga

(Gotta face it) i'm rockin' Balenci's, I

Remember rockin' ASICS, nigga

(On gang) i'm outchea still trappin', bitch

I need my bracelet bigger (Hoo)

I heard he still rappin'

Brodie go and face the nigga (Glaow)