Unethical & Deceitful

[Intro] (This is Jay P Bangz) [Verse] The evidence is substantial, the lawyer got it handled Disrespected when I kicked his dead homie candle, roman candle Mainy records low, tryna blow his candle, change the channel Put it on the news, your lil' bro a fool Fuck a truce, double homicide, we went up a deuce Live by the rules of funk or die, but I don't fuck with dude We bomfortable Corner store loitering, eatin' Lunchables This million probably changed me a lil', still out here thuggin', though Love the four Shout out Willy, Bo gon' help me find him Got a chain with his name on that bitch written in diamonds What's the science? We need no assistance from the alliance I'm a giant 'Cause they know if I'm captured, I'ma be quiet Where the Heckler? Never mind the body on it, I'ma buy it If he say through the pole that you lonely, then bitch, he lyin' Fuck your time My brother got forty with eighty-five And never cried about it either, respecting his state of mind I'ma dive in the line of the fire about my comrade Support the single mothers, we love you, baby, you got that Big up to the fathers that's present 'cause you a top hat Snitches convincing niggas it's gucci, we gotta stop that Seven-oh, four fifty-four, nigga, where your drop at? Still tryna get on your toes, how can I knock that? Yeah Talkin' to the law like it's a podcast, yeah Ayy, you gon' get us fried with your lil' flaw ass, yeah I'm waitin' on my lawyer 'nem to call back He just hung a jury on the R.I.C.O., he with all that shit I miss the fallen soldiers, bring 'em all back This shit is watered down without my round, so I'ma fall back, yeah Lil JuJu just graduated, I applaud that Crackers killing unarmed Africans, we ain't solve that That shit be hard for me to turn the other cheek I get to tweaking, thinking 'bout my people dangling from the trees, yeah We celebrate when niggas make it out the streets But how you let your mama starve, won't even take her out to eat? And that ain't G I was taught provide for your people Life without parole, he'd rather die in search of freedom All my firearms illegal, pair of Forgis for the Regal Auntie still on crack, but a survivor of the needle I ain't got no friends, just lawyers and paralegals If the life of blacks matter, then why we ain't treated equal? Free the gang, any smut on his name, then you can keep him Unethical and deceitful, that's on Jesus, we don't need him Free the gang, any smut on his name, then you can keep him Unethical and deceitful, that's on Jesus, we don't need him