Take A Left Mazza_l20 & SJ

[Intro: SJ]
(Yo, 3lack, what the hell, man?)
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh (JJ, what you tellin' me, fam?)
Woyoi, woyoi, woyoi, woyoi

[Chorus: SJ]
Take the left right there, press the brake with your right foot, I see an opp and he's walkin' to Costa
Rise up the burner, lost composure
Hopped out, me and my soldier
The baby's spittin', it turned to a choker
It's calm cah I still got the largest poker
Donny is runnin', he's quick, I'm quicker
Adrenaline kicks and I'm off like a motor

[Verse 1: SJ]
The shit that I've done, a man see in a dream
They rap 'bout G17's with a laser beam and their CV's spankin' clean
Pussy, what the fuck do you mean?
I lеt off my lightnin', go ask McQueen
Two times, Boogie, Bando ran down Shareem
Three times, couplе bronem chinged up a neek
Four times, Lil Slim got locked by police
Fifth time and end up in jail, no release
Now I tour on a sweatbox
I got my singles, these are not dreadlocks
I had the Feltham guv's in a headlock
I had Miss Palmer makin' my bed rock
Rather Miss A cah she done give the best slop
I got my flick shank clipped to my boxers
One wrong move and we spin like a ****
Headshot, neck shot, might get a leg too
Go on then run but that won't be your best move
Test who? Test me? Watch when I test you
I got the fuck off force in the restroom
I had this fuck off four in her bedroom
I had this fuck off sword, no legroom
All of the drills that I done was amazin'
Why you think **** puts me in his dead tune?
I don't need ten man to go step over there
Me and bro, two step over there
One hand in the air just gave him a shave
Now he looks like the new fresh prince of Bel-Air
Did him up with flair
It ain't fair
Why you think that we always point up in the air?
Is my man there? Or there?
Fuck it, he still doesn't get his career