All Madden

[Intro]

Don't wait for her, man

(Conductor—)

[Verse 1: Boldy James]

I stir the pot with that thirty-shot pokin' on my hip like I never heard of SWAT

Another token, 'nother skid, another murder plot

For liftin' water weights out of shape on that murder route

Prosecutor tellin' my mother, "Might as well give it up"

Hundred-twenty months on a cot, why she not pickin' up?

Only thing I'm hopin' is the feds don't try to pick it up

Caught the flux from all of that dust that we was kickin' up

Still in touch on the outs with the Creatures and the real members

Real apex predator, real laid-back

Every fight I had, it was like a steel cagе match

Don't take much to initiate it, quick to straight snap

Niggas gang affiliated with ill facе tats

Not me, I'm a low-key to-myself type

Playin' chess on the unit, me and old-school

Got out, ain't have shit to my name but my legal fee

I think about that shit every blue moon just to keep me free

What else?

[Chorus: Boldy James]

No more food stamps and EBT

Tired of mama workin', gotta blow so I can feed the street

I know they throw dirt on my name, kick me when I'm down

My fam' need me more than ever, gotta stick around

Can't let these niggas trick me off, can't let 'em off Jackson

All that lackadaisical shit'll get you caught lackin'

Stackin' my change while they doin' all that jaw-jackin'

EA Sports, get in the game, we on all Madden, it's game time

[Verse 2: Bo Jack]

Everything on my body cost a real bag (For real)

When I see you in the field, you better have your pads (I ain't playin')

And my pockets too stiff, I need to cop a bag (Gotta go cop one)

I don't even want your bitch, she ain't even bad (Not to me)

Every time I'm in a room, man, these niggas mad (I been peepin' it)

I got thirty-two bullets stuffed in this mag (Bah, bah, bah)

I got twenty stuffed in this Burberry plaid (This shit stuffed)

Amiri full of cash (It's Bo Jack)

[Chorus: Boldy James]

No more food stamps and EBT

Tired of mama workin', gotta blow so I can feed the street

I know they throw dirt on my name, kick me when I'm down

My fam' need me more than ever, gotta stick around

Can't let these niggas trick me off, can't let 'em off Jackson

All that lackadaisical shit'll get you caught lackin'

Stackin' my change while they doin' all that jaw-jackin'

EA Sports, get in the game, we on all Madden, it's game time