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It's the cold wind
Yeah know I had to fire up
Look
They look at my life niggas tumbling down
No this just the start you just coming around
Bad motives you know I can never allow
Niggas to play with me and go tell the story like how
Like how they still sleep you supposed to be the talk of the town
I've been out here getting bread since a youngin a child
A hundred K on my homie ears I caught a thou
They don't want problems with Lil J they not gonna be around
There ain't never been no competition even though they try they hardest
Might be on the low but I promise I'm the better artist
Might not have been valedictorian but I'm the smartest
Let niggas play with me and brains be splattered on the harvest
Yeah
They don't want no problems stepping back like James Harden
I'ma get the ball and I'ma score that's just regardless
They don't want no problems leave this homie in the garden
New stick
Leave his brain across the floor like some cool whip
This ain't JTHEGOAT no more this that new shit
I'm not one of them lil niggas you could fool with
I'm not one of them lil niggas that you cool with
I got aim like a nigga with a pool stick
We gon' put a hundred shots in your new whip
Still ain't one of them lil niggas that you cool with
That want me dead
Put a shot through my head
They don't want problems with J I been going crazy
And I'm really not taking my meds
I got them laughing now
Keep it laughing
We gon' fill your stomach up with lead
Put my mind on the table
Money on my mind
Only care about the bread
Me and gang we stay together
Making fire like the Ku Klux Klan
Shawty walk around like a bad
I'ma holla
Baby who your man
I can walk him down
I can lace you up with Prada
We can't be no friend
Now she laughing