Metro (Jay)

[Verse 1: Jay IDK] I'm on the mutherfuckin metro Ain't got the dough to spend it on my Homie Obis petrol cuz this reefer that I pedal Going straight to instrumentals If the reefer ain't enough put that coco in the kettle Call is ovaltean I put the rock inside the pipe, I just made a fiend Mixing dark with the light, like I had a dream Cuz I'm so depressed I might just drink a pint of lean All this dough I'm making I can't spend it on the finer things Is what I think, fuck it Gotta work, ain't got no time for playing Grandma tell me go to Church - I barely got the time for prayin' Momma say you never home, Daddy - he irrelevant I ain't seen my Daddy since Bill Clinton was the president Spending every dollar at the club door entrances I don't even leave with no bitches when I'm exiting Hopefully I leave with some digits from the networking Fuck a manager, the last one quit via text message [Verse 2: Jay IDK] HXLY TRiBE I rep that shit, we gon multiply better bet that shit Better bet that nigga with the bump by his lip Boutta bump a nigga out of the way when he spit Don't dare try to talk about my work ethic Got a song that's a hit, Ima work that shit See my name on the blogs when you search that shit Cuz my rap is a gift, rap like a brown paper bag on a fifth While yo hands on the tip cuz you in public, nigga Rap like my hands on a gun pull the trigger Bang bang bang Bang bang bang bang bang You better not say my name, you better think twice Flow minus 4 degrees with the windshield breeze I'll catch a nigga slipping on the ice, ight I'm killing this game like I pulled out a Shotty and bussed at my genesis My pen is a pistol equip with a pint of that piss that will piss on your penmanship I pee on you niggas Then pistol whip you with 2 pistols Go figure The kid with margielas Dun turned to a killa Gorilla That's all for the love of J-DILLA N figures to buy me a couple chinchillas Forilla [Outro] (x2) I ain't tryna word for no minimum wage I ain't tryna trap till I'm trapped in a cage