Monday mornin' pull up to the job, man f*ck this corporation
Need'a go back home, call a earthly bitch to go do some meditation
I'on feel like poppin out twin, gotta stack up to do some hibernation
Then when we slide I split his dome like it's some segregation
Damn I think that's college shit not for me, but I do this shit for Ma Dukes
That university be trippin' and shit, missin' credits now I gotta start a coup
Nasty bitch from The Mix said she wanna slide on my skin flute
Shots up at the door, f*ck that lil' shit shawty and poor me a deuce
None wrong wit' gettin' ya' education, school just ain't for me in the long run
That lil' weak ahh' money, a thousand ain't enough just for a refund
Askin' for them za packs, we took that shit now he ain't got none
Run this shit up, pass it down even further past my grandson
Empire waiting on 'em, you know he ain't gotta do too much
Damn I use to hate them times when I was lil' pops and dukes, all they do is fuss
Ain't nobody immortal my dude, .762's, anyone can get touched
F*ck what both y'all sayin', I ain't with the "he say she say" and such
Show you the ropes 'round this shit, could even be yo' mentor
He workin' at the BP right off Panola, we got a heart beat sensor
F*ckin' raw might be a problem, that pussy ah' turn you tender
Hothead like I'm Johnny Blaze bitch, you ride wit' me I gotta watch my temper
Everybody know who they goin' for, dark skinned shawties know who they pickin'
Already know what they want, like they at JJ's Fish and Chicken
Yo' Taurus done jammed, go cop a Glock cause that bih' need some fixin'
More diseases comin' in the world, wash ya' hands that shit sickenin'
Be scary when you surrounded by idiots, worse with imbeciles
They gon' come around after you already leave 'em out, that shit hurt like critical
Might just shoot shit for fun, that's for sport, you gon' need that physical
She got them beads around her waist, worshippin' rocks like she spiritual
Not gon' act like they don't f*ck good, just not my typa' wife
You see 'bout them in person they not like that for real, so what is all the hype?
Off that Yak, he think he on Call of Duty quickscopin' with a snipe
Back in 2013 I was usin' Ooovoo, not face treatment on Skype
You got 24 hours to follow back li' shawty, or ya' ass is over wit'
Camera and beam on you at the barbershop, promote the barber as you talk and sit
Hoes be talm' bout grand risin', you toxic I know you think you not slick
Couple shots with the Glock 40, you know them 10's gon' hurt ya' gah' damn wrists
Genocide be lookin' like the key, get these folks up out the system
His ass couldn't make it past that fence, ran too slow couldn't gain momentum
Can't name a nigga more savage than me, I told her to go and list 'em
Only listenin' to them OG's who got that on 'em, they'll pass down that wisdom
Jayso - THE SYSTEM Lyrics
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Monday mornin' pull up to the job, man f*ck this corporation
Need'a go back home, call a earthly bitch to go do some meditation
I'on feel like poppin out twin, gotta stack up to do some hibernation
Then when we slide I split his dome like it's some segregation
Damn I think that's college shit not for me, but I do this shit for Ma Dukes
That university be trippin' and shit, missin' credits now I gotta start a coup
Nasty bitch from The Mix said she wanna slide on my skin flute
Shots up at the door, f*ck that lil' shit shawty and poor me a deuce
None wrong wit' gettin' ya' education, school just ain't for me in the long run
That lil' weak ahh' money, a thousand ain't enough just for a refund
Askin' for them za packs, we took that shit now he ain't got none
Run this shit up, pass it down even further past my grandson
Empire waiting on 'em, you know he ain't gotta do too much
Damn I use to hate them times when I was lil' pops and dukes, all they do is fuss
Ain't nobody immortal my dude, .762's, anyone can get touched
F*ck what both y'all sayin', I ain't with the "he say she say" and such
Show you the ropes 'round this shit, could even be yo' mentor
He workin' at the BP right off Panola, we got a heart beat sensor
F*ckin' raw might be a problem, that pussy ah' turn you tender
Hothead like I'm Johnny Blaze bitch, you ride wit' me I gotta watch my temper
Everybody know who they goin' for, dark skinned shawties know who they pickin'
Already know what they want, like they at JJ's Fish and Chicken
Yo' Taurus done jammed, go cop a Glock cause that bih' need some fixin'
More diseases comin' in the world, wash ya' hands that shit sickenin'
Be scary when you surrounded by idiots, worse with imbeciles
They gon' come around after you already leave 'em out, that shit hurt like critical
Might just shoot shit for fun, that's for sport, you gon' need that physical
She got them beads around her waist, worshippin' rocks like she spiritual
Not gon' act like they don't f*ck good, just not my typa' wife
You see 'bout them in person they not like that for real, so what is all the hype?
Off that Yak, he think he on Call of Duty quickscopin' with a snipe
Back in 2013 I was usin' Ooovoo, not face treatment on Skype
You got 24 hours to follow back li' shawty, or ya' ass is over wit'
Camera and beam on you at the barbershop, promote the barber as you talk and sit
Hoes be talm' bout grand risin', you toxic I know you think you not slick
Couple shots with the Glock 40, you know them 10's gon' hurt ya' gah' damn wrists
Genocide be lookin' like the key, get these folks up out the system
His ass couldn't make it past that fence, ran too slow couldn't gain momentum
Can't name a nigga more savage than me, I told her to go and list 'em
Only listenin' to them OG's who got that on 'em, they'll pass down that wisdom
Need'a go back home, call a earthly bitch to go do some meditation
I'on feel like poppin out twin, gotta stack up to do some hibernation
Then when we slide I split his dome like it's some segregation
Damn I think that's college shit not for me, but I do this shit for Ma Dukes
That university be trippin' and shit, missin' credits now I gotta start a coup
Nasty bitch from The Mix said she wanna slide on my skin flute
Shots up at the door, f*ck that lil' shit shawty and poor me a deuce
None wrong wit' gettin' ya' education, school just ain't for me in the long run
That lil' weak ahh' money, a thousand ain't enough just for a refund
Askin' for them za packs, we took that shit now he ain't got none
Run this shit up, pass it down even further past my grandson
Empire waiting on 'em, you know he ain't gotta do too much
Damn I use to hate them times when I was lil' pops and dukes, all they do is fuss
Ain't nobody immortal my dude, .762's, anyone can get touched
F*ck what both y'all sayin', I ain't with the "he say she say" and such
Show you the ropes 'round this shit, could even be yo' mentor
He workin' at the BP right off Panola, we got a heart beat sensor
F*ckin' raw might be a problem, that pussy ah' turn you tender
Hothead like I'm Johnny Blaze bitch, you ride wit' me I gotta watch my temper
Everybody know who they goin' for, dark skinned shawties know who they pickin'
Already know what they want, like they at JJ's Fish and Chicken
Yo' Taurus done jammed, go cop a Glock cause that bih' need some fixin'
More diseases comin' in the world, wash ya' hands that shit sickenin'
Be scary when you surrounded by idiots, worse with imbeciles
They gon' come around after you already leave 'em out, that shit hurt like critical
Might just shoot shit for fun, that's for sport, you gon' need that physical
She got them beads around her waist, worshippin' rocks like she spiritual
Not gon' act like they don't f*ck good, just not my typa' wife
You see 'bout them in person they not like that for real, so what is all the hype?
Off that Yak, he think he on Call of Duty quickscopin' with a snipe
Back in 2013 I was usin' Ooovoo, not face treatment on Skype
You got 24 hours to follow back li' shawty, or ya' ass is over wit'
Camera and beam on you at the barbershop, promote the barber as you talk and sit
Hoes be talm' bout grand risin', you toxic I know you think you not slick
Couple shots with the Glock 40, you know them 10's gon' hurt ya' gah' damn wrists
Genocide be lookin' like the key, get these folks up out the system
His ass couldn't make it past that fence, ran too slow couldn't gain momentum
Can't name a nigga more savage than me, I told her to go and list 'em
Only listenin' to them OG's who got that on 'em, they'll pass down that wisdom
Writer: Jared Duplessis
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