"Leader Freestyle" lyrics
J Emz & Onefour Lyrics
Trap star catch me out in rare form
Move quick we upping stick typa shit that get ya Shirt torn
Why you think we purchase bare corn
Cause I know these pussies jelly therefore we keeping flares drawn
And we ain't talking bout no purple flare pants
One shot out this 44 will make ya hair dance
In the spital having spasms on 3rd floor
While ya mamas up in church throwing prayer hands
Real shit I be spitting lyrics from the gutter
And my credit really shows what I'm worth
Put it on my mama I've been riding for the members
Anybody disrespect getting sat down on the kerb
I do this shit V got my 2s up the air
And through my music I'ma introduce him to the world
Got my lil nephew I've been living for
And how can I ever forget my brothers lil girl
Everybody having kids now it Got me feeling old
Could never trust a soul I put trust up in my pole
Chasing all my goals like some fkn pot of gold
Hoping that it all pays off before I end up in a hole
Racing for dem dreams got em
Written in the sand
Living for my brothers who are sitting in can
Free my brother Lebby he been in der since a jit
and the moment got in der he bin standing and on all 10
He 4 footed white boy with the biggest pair
Keeping cocky for dem ops ain't no body getting spared
So he's covered for dem books even screws are getting shook
Coz once he's in the mix there's always something to declare
See my life I had to pattern knew my role and played it well
We been bullying dat side go and ask who I gave em hell
But if I'ma be real
I had to slow it down and chill
Coz we can't do nothing sitting in cell
We can't do nothing at all
Sitting with my thoughts see I been getting to stubborn to even pick up call
And that shits only hurting the people around me
They think I got it easy now they see me on the TV
Always quick to hit and ask for sumn when they need
But who's checking on me it's hard to see it when I need em
Guess that's how it is when they look to you as a leader
Move quick we upping stick typa shit that get ya Shirt torn
Why you think we purchase bare corn
Cause I know these pussies jelly therefore we keeping flares drawn
And we ain't talking bout no purple flare pants
One shot out this 44 will make ya hair dance
In the spital having spasms on 3rd floor
While ya mamas up in church throwing prayer hands
Real shit I be spitting lyrics from the gutter
And my credit really shows what I'm worth
Put it on my mama I've been riding for the members
Anybody disrespect getting sat down on the kerb
I do this shit V got my 2s up the air
And through my music I'ma introduce him to the world
Got my lil nephew I've been living for
And how can I ever forget my brothers lil girl
Everybody having kids now it Got me feeling old
Could never trust a soul I put trust up in my pole
Chasing all my goals like some fkn pot of gold
Hoping that it all pays off before I end up in a hole
Racing for dem dreams got em
Written in the sand
Living for my brothers who are sitting in can
Free my brother Lebby he been in der since a jit
and the moment got in der he bin standing and on all 10
He 4 footed white boy with the biggest pair
Keeping cocky for dem ops ain't no body getting spared
So he's covered for dem books even screws are getting shook
Coz once he's in the mix there's always something to declare
See my life I had to pattern knew my role and played it well
We been bullying dat side go and ask who I gave em hell
But if I'ma be real
I had to slow it down and chill
Coz we can't do nothing sitting in cell
We can't do nothing at all
Sitting with my thoughts see I been getting to stubborn to even pick up call
And that shits only hurting the people around me
They think I got it easy now they see me on the TV
Always quick to hit and ask for sumn when they need
But who's checking on me it's hard to see it when I need em
Guess that's how it is when they look to you as a leader
