UNTITLED JPEGMAFIA

[Intro]
Because I like JPEGs
Eh, yeah
Uh

[Verse 1]
Damn, how ya want it then?
Industry done let a wolf in a pig pen
Big mouth, back it up, why you faking then?
And you niggas still ain't did shit and I'm starting to feel like Zimmerman
Not fly, trap a star, strip a wing from him
Back in the city, you a pot that I'm pissing in
Ooh, somebody pray for this dweeb (Pray for 'em)
Some niggas die tryna make a-mends
They gon' find your bitchass face down
You want this nigga? I'll be that (Yeah)
In the grave, I'ma be where your seat at
You still ain't ran this fade
And you know that I'm still with that nonsense
Leave lil' bitch in the field with no options
But you stay on my mind everyday, huh
Yeah, it's no secret
Crown heavy on my head but I keep it (Yеah, yeah)
In the grave likе Pa, I'm heated
Amazon's fresh at your door, bring the beef in
You still ain't ran no fade
How the fuck am I still on your conscience
Know my enemies sick of this taunting
But you stay on my mind every day, yeah, for real