Paul Janssen

[Intro: ANKHLEJOHN] Hey, baby‚ you the one sold me the drugs I'm gettin' high on‚ come on‚ man Yo, don't fuckin' walk away from me, nigga I sold you those drugs so that you could make money You forgetful motherfucker You got high‚ so you fucked up, nigga, you Oh‚ I fucked up? Yeah, you fucked up This is a Shaap Records exclusive Shaap shit only Fuck wrong with these niggas? Niggas know my name, nigga, Big Lordy The one thing I don't play around with is niggas, man, you hear me? Yeah What's the motherfuckin' dealy? Fuckin' hear me? Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout? Stop playin' with these young niggas, man Ayy, check [Verse 1: ANKHLEJOHN] I got switched up the most, some of the niggas I came up with If you was with me before and not now, you can suck dick On my way to Keshia house, got a tough grip She the type that make niggas nut quick I was raised up out of them trenches, not a fuck to give (Not at all) Converged up and I still stuff for ribs For niggas, I make it tough to live His mother lost his son, I had to rub her tears Nigga, I'm somethin' that the public fears You already know what the fuck it is No cap in my rap like I don't fuck with Lids So many people I disappointed I'm the one that's anointed You wanna talk to me, bitch, make an appointment You can't beat 'em, then join 'em, call heads on a coin flip Fentanyl came in a little tube like Neosporin ointment, yeah Defeated the odds, now we feast with the gods I pull strings like niggas playin' the guitars I let my nuts hang, my penis is large The meanest of broads wanna see about ours She fat as shit, Lord, I can see from afar Niggas got no heart, petty ass mad got your bro up like a go-kart Let niggas tell it, they relish Move keys like Mozart, shit You remind me of them back-in-the-day niggas Asking for a dollar in front of the store Shrug my shoulder, nothing to say to niggas, yeah Kind of like Mitch did to Uncle Ice I sold you drugs so you could buy somethin' nice (Stupid nigga) You the one that took that flight Gettin' high all night, stuffin' the pipe Nigga, go get your life, shit Your daddy was a rat, nigga, your set drop some mice, shit Niggas stuck in the can feelin' trapped for life Find the OG on the ten, well, and ask him for advice [Interlude] Like what should I do? Gettin' out of here and never comin' back to this shit [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Yo, you know who the fuck it is My niggas movin' things, we all kings, pulling strings like a puppeteer You small ball niggas ball down, this the upper tier Gemstone bars cut your ear, I stunt and gear this fear My motherfuckin' nuts hang like a chandelier My bitch ill like Pam Grier, rock Chanel and gold Cartiers Your whole squad is queer You're running at your top speed, sweating like a motherfucker, still gettin' nowhere (Y'all niggas is bums) I do this at my own pace Used to rob niggas with the mask on, now magazines asking for pics of Rome's face Collect the currency first, a ho is what I don't chase You prayin' to that mystery god, that shit is so fake Deaf and blind swine eaters Been knew the world was mine, didn't need no confirmation from a palm reader Been through mad shit, my life a page out the Don Diva Been a fly nigga, I get pussy with my mom's features How I sound is like Farrakhan's speeches I show the devil what long reach is, we hard to hear Me and ANKHLEJOHN is morphine and fentanyl mixed Raw shit These niggas ain't no calm, they all corpses (Niggas is dead) Nothing as hard as this Sniff 'til your nose lose all the cartilage What I record is marvelous, motherfucker [Outro] Shaap shit only