[Round 1: JC]
They said you can't really be effective twice in seven days
Y'all saw me in New York & LA, it was cool
But if we are to say that it's true
I did absolutely nothing seven days ago… but waited for you
Y'all take a picture of him
Y'all won't even recognize him
Even the photo will be for his maker
Welcome to my turf, Twork
See Twork turf is usually the stage
But these poles won't be in his favor
Bitch, I spray the snub, drop a dollar bill
And a MAC'll make Twork look worse than The Players Club
Not only do they believe you 'bout that life
But you walk like it and talk like it
Even get it off the arm like a palm psychic
But now your future in my hands
Shit, "I was on every card last year except Ascension…
But you was on it!"
See, it's all about core progression
'Cause at that moment you were a part of Cor' progression
"BIGGA 9!" Nah, he get the .45: simplified
Then we black in when we move out: gentrified
Y'all been seein' me black on a professional level
These bricks, they kinda bring out my nigga side
Now we on the scene with the shotty
Meaning your debt is unpaid, "Mr. Criminal Smooth"
So now we gon' put a lien on the body
Nigga, it's all this jumpin' around shit, you came in too loud first
See, and the more you chance it gon' make this shit high school dances, and you know they don't even allow twork
But you still exist thinkin' you can reach
'Cause you street more than some of time?
Bitch, being in the 'hood don't cover them lines
I'ma repeat that: being in the hood don't cover them lines
But back to the bars 'cause I couldn't help the line
Bitch, the 11 ring like Celtic Pride
He be sleepin' for good
Cook him first, yeah when I put in twork I also let the nose ring in the hood
Bitch, believe it, I'm squeezin'
A couple hit him and his bitch like they swingin'
He got clapped from his mans
But I was behind the shot like Smack with the cam
And then I rolled up smooth
You know Smack wanna be in front of the cameras like he a model now, especially when he throw up food
You on the menu, Jerooz, all kinds of slaughter
Kill everything that believe in Twork
Even yo bitch get beat for Twork like her mama caught her
I lift the MAC, split his hat
And you came deep
Whoopi, if they don't want none, don't assist a act
I hit the hangouts first then the house second
Then they get laid in groups
Bitch, I wave the deuce like I'm scout pledgin'
It's all about how you present yourself
Remember that, the fifth'll clap
Caskets: he get suited for the last time with his men in black
You wild basic, star player? LeBron James--?
Bitch, the only thing y'all got in common is line placement
And now ain't no crowd savin'
"Strapped In", bitch these small rooms are padded
You see how we style tamin'?
And just for the Proof, I'm on stage with the Shotgun
Metal blowin', I'm the Midwest Miles Davis
Bitch, we crushin' grooves
You could be with 100 dudes and be the first to pop
But when that ratchet spittin', Twork'll stop
Yeah bitch, these is money moves
It's bodybags at every battle, make sure ya homie find one
But do not jump in that bitch yet 'cause you just lost round one
They said you can't really be effective twice in seven days
Y'all saw me in New York & LA, it was cool
But if we are to say that it's true
I did absolutely nothing seven days ago… but waited for you
Y'all take a picture of him
Y'all won't even recognize him
Even the photo will be for his maker
Welcome to my turf, Twork
See Twork turf is usually the stage
But these poles won't be in his favor
Bitch, I spray the snub, drop a dollar bill
And a MAC'll make Twork look worse than The Players Club
Not only do they believe you 'bout that life
But you walk like it and talk like it
Even get it off the arm like a palm psychic
But now your future in my hands
Shit, "I was on every card last year except Ascension…
But you was on it!"
See, it's all about core progression
'Cause at that moment you were a part of Cor' progression
"BIGGA 9!" Nah, he get the .45: simplified
Then we black in when we move out: gentrified
Y'all been seein' me black on a professional level
These bricks, they kinda bring out my nigga side
Now we on the scene with the shotty
Meaning your debt is unpaid, "Mr. Criminal Smooth"
So now we gon' put a lien on the body
Nigga, it's all this jumpin' around shit, you came in too loud first
See, and the more you chance it gon' make this shit high school dances, and you know they don't even allow twork
But you still exist thinkin' you can reach
'Cause you street more than some of time?
Bitch, being in the 'hood don't cover them lines
I'ma repeat that: being in the hood don't cover them lines
But back to the bars 'cause I couldn't help the line
Bitch, the 11 ring like Celtic Pride
He be sleepin' for good
Cook him first, yeah when I put in twork I also let the nose ring in the hood
Bitch, believe it, I'm squeezin'
A couple hit him and his bitch like they swingin'
He got clapped from his mans
But I was behind the shot like Smack with the cam
And then I rolled up smooth
You know Smack wanna be in front of the cameras like he a model now, especially when he throw up food
You on the menu, Jerooz, all kinds of slaughter
Kill everything that believe in Twork
Even yo bitch get beat for Twork like her mama caught her
I lift the MAC, split his hat
And you came deep
Whoopi, if they don't want none, don't assist a act
I hit the hangouts first then the house second
Then they get laid in groups
Bitch, I wave the deuce like I'm scout pledgin'
It's all about how you present yourself
Remember that, the fifth'll clap
Caskets: he get suited for the last time with his men in black
You wild basic, star player? LeBron James--?
Bitch, the only thing y'all got in common is line placement
And now ain't no crowd savin'
"Strapped In", bitch these small rooms are padded
You see how we style tamin'?
And just for the Proof, I'm on stage with the Shotgun
Metal blowin', I'm the Midwest Miles Davis
Bitch, we crushin' grooves
You could be with 100 dudes and be the first to pop
But when that ratchet spittin', Twork'll stop
Yeah bitch, these is money moves
It's bodybags at every battle, make sure ya homie find one
But do not jump in that bitch yet 'cause you just lost round one
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