D/vision (feat. EARTHGANG)

JID

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    Yo, I'm in Atlanta, bruh
    Hit me back, lil' nigga

    Now, elevate my status to Gucci bag us
    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter
    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    Dead 'em from every side of the spectrum
    Hannibal Lecter lecture, body part bone collector
    Nosy ass hoes get punched in the septum
    That's part of the woes for throwing salt like Epsom
    Pardon my bros, kinda off the rocker and steps
    Don't step, stupid, or you get slept stupid
    East side, lil' route, zone 6 vet
    Showin' respect, a nigga forever in debt, but don't forget it
    Anybody wanna see 'em, I can make 'em a believer
    At your neck like Gillette, get you and the nigga next to ya
    In present time they sayin' that I'm the next nigga
    Woah, woah, that kinda sound like a death trap
    Can't see the floor, elevator, where the steps at?
    James Bond' 9, James Harden with the step-back
    No d, niggas playin' foul, where the techs at?
    That's cool, wave the 30 round, where the Tecs at?
    Better get back, better get you a jetpack
    They shoot where the ref at
    They shoot at your Jefe
    They leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew
    They just put a hole in his pepe
    I go where the check at, Margiella gorilla
    They kill a nigga for a thrill, they feel it now, cool, keep it movin'
    I won't be the nigga they taking out, breaking down, face down
    As far as these rappers man, these words couldn't hurt a nigga
    Far as these rappers, I can't count on a ninja turtle's finger
    Who really is fucking with the kid, that is JID
    I am loud, that is mid, I'm a pound, that's a smidge
    I'm a stallion, stout, strong, war ready, resilient
    Guess the lord put me in position just to kill niggas
    A warrior, but words used is my spear
    My sword, my fear, my lord, my chance is void if I
    Do it for myself and don't give back to the loyal
    The unemployed, all my boys in here
    Okay, let's really make some noise in here

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    I'm under pressure, smoking pressure, walking in no direction
    Chalk it up to the devil for fucking with my perspective
    Too young to be a witness but old enough for the lessons
    Soo young, got a tucker to fuck with the chief inspector
    I bleed just like your favorites, I shit just like the angels
    Oh shit, I feel a change and a shift in niggas' thinkin'
    Like lute, I got the jugg, I'ma say it's quite the finagle
    Get rich and make some babies that's weirder than Will and Jada's
    But lately, I've been blocked up
    Lately, I've been strugglin' with ways to get my stock up
    Me and Venus workin' on new videos to blockbust and city shows and pop-ups
    And really though I feel as though there's no bitch I could not fuck
    Niggas make art and act hard for no Oscar
    Boy, you're just Leonardo
    Born in the life you had to learn to be part of
    Still, no deal, still whippin' the Mazda, but fuck

    Niggas ain't seein' you, Venus, shit, and I ain't seeing me
    So many nights at the bottom, swore I was ET
    My mama beat me, mu'fuck a degree
    I chose both pills, my thoughts 3D
    And often I probably come off so off the deep beat
    That a lil' nigga like me gotta keep at least two or three bps
    In the blunt, they're off a DP as the rain pops off of these street
    And the pain pops me another one to the brain
    I let the strain do what you can't, I know it's hard out tryna reach me, huh
    I'm battling addiction, I'm peeping premonitions
    I'm clutching on my last dollars, I'm stretching common sense
    A pressure point a keeper so I question my existence
    Be assessing my involvement, second-guessing my deliverance
    Lord, Ezekiel take the wheel, I'm flying in the young
    Out of luck, out of hope to fuck up
    So motherfuck a time limit, I'ma take what's mine, nigga
    Ha, now, elevate my status to Gucci bag us
    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter
    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    Now, elevate my status to Gucci bag us
    Glued to my apparatus, pussy harass us
    Me and Siri moving steery so that shit don't matter
    And, yes, them things gon' flash if you want to act up

    If you want to act up
    If you want to act up
    Come, act up

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