Juvey - Pill Flipper Lyrics

I'm not a bud seller
I'm just a pill flipper
Specialized in power
Hour after hour
I keep getting richer
Gotta put a mask on if you want a picture
Ecstasy tabs, Amphetamine in the mixture
Jewelry it glimmer
Rocking gold and silver
Toxic my liver
Love the kid when he got some wit
They gotta love the kid, I be tough like some grit
You gotta love my shit, Cop some more of it
Slanging all the sacks, Increasing up my profit
See you and me we are polar opposites
My prices way too high and I already cut the shit
You not some f*cking thug
You should just drop the skit
Junkies in my city
Know I know what you crave
If you ain't a junkie, First sack on me if your brave
Its not unsafe, It would never enslave
That's a promise I put on someone mama grave
I just came up, up, up, up
Up in here
Just to f*ck up, up, up, up
Up the game
You ain't down, down, down, down, down
Well that's okay
That's just more, more, more, more, more
More for me
Load it up, up, up, up, up
Let it spray
They just pray, pray, pray, pray, pray
They'll be OK
Now you know, know, know
I don't play with my pay
Y'all don't even match the personas that you trynna claim
Say you in the field I see the lie you portray
You think yo shit slap
You say you in the trap
You say you gotta gat
And you say you got some straps
But you can't f*ck with Juvey when he in his habitat
Thinking life like a movie so i'm switching up the script
I just got a pack shipped, Got some cigarettes dipped
I'm just some connect steady dropping off the bag
Then I collect
Now i'm on to the next
Don't ever just expect to receive my respect
If you got those assumptions, Boy that's a neck
Stoppin in real quick
Here for my check bitch
If you think you gon rob me
Then i'm coming for your head
Got the yay here just sitting on the table
I don't even need no mothaf*ckin label
I don't even need no mothaf*ckin record deal
This shit like Cain Cain and Abel
This shit could get real fatal
Kill a brother quick if he think he coming up up on me
Only hanging with some goons with records of them felonies
The saying is true that misery loves company
Nothing more i need than two girls making out for me
I cant have no love for you if you don't f*ck with me
Trynna have a good time so f*ck acting properly
They tell me get off property like somehow that'd be stoppin me
Nothing in my shop for free
So quit it with the plotting
I'mma f*cking Nazi when it comes to the cheese
I wanna own the whole monopoly
Aggressive possessive philosophy
Keep the bad thoughts from me, bitch