Jamora - Lil Badass (Freestyle) Lyrics

Numbers in my phone
Copped a couple digits
Put this shit on silent but i'll text u when i'm finished
Fashionably late you'll have to please give me a minute
And once the show arrives you need to back up give me distance
All of that and all of that
If i said it that's a fact
Always by myself because a lone wolf doesn't need a pack
Baby j the badass i'm the sickest on the f*cking map
And i run it like a lap
Where i'm at is where it's at
Matter fact lets bring it back
Listen close i told you
Changing with the season and it started getting colder
Jacket ralph lauren but i'm a rapper not a golfer
Breaking all their necks yeah i'm striking like a cobra
They say they miss the old you
They're acting like they knew me
If you know you know don't think you're understanding fully
Jamora yours truly
Let them introduce me
THE SEASON premiere my life's a mother-f*cking movie
Haters keep a close eye on my every movement
So misunderstood they're like what the f*ck you doing
People talk a lot you never catch me talking loosely
People talk a lot and i'm not f*cking with that bullshit
Since a kid i was the hot topic of all the rumours
With the older boys was never treated like a junior
Youngest in the family got the windows down i'm cruising
Handle all my business do my thing then keep it moving
That new shit
I'm too slick
Baby j you're too sick
Way too many options 'cus i like to pick and choose shit
Never came to school too cool to hang out with the cool kids
Walked up in the room and then the mother-f*cking mood switched
They think they know the real me but i know that they don't feel me
So don't bother trying to get me if you don't already get me
Pray the lord forgive me and my brother rolling with me
I'm the sickest in the city till you mother-f*ckers kill me
Mother-f*cker