Jwherry - Avoid Lyrics

And you can play wit yours
Talk to the lord he proly just did a favor for us
Like GOD i know you gave us pain but how you fill a void
Least every check that i'm making go to the baby boy

You rapping shy wit them lyrics give me some iller noise
How they gon tell us we free and then try to kill us for it
Don't know the cards that you holding unless the dealer show it
Told her what the liquor would do, but hell she still a poet

I took a loss and then another one
I couldn't fold cause my pops would remind me that i'm the oldest son
You buy a crib get yo brother one
And if it's food at the table you eating then give yo brother some

That's all i knew that's all i ever wanted
Summer vibes' hose pipes, where the kid a forget a empty stomach
You gota love the family, you gota love the love
You gota the ass whooping gota love the hugs

You gota love the sunday dinner man who blessing the food
Tender headed kesha fast she took her dressing her to school
So know the lessons and rules, as i'm progressing my tune
A lot of cap when you typing but no aggression in you

A lot of heat in yo kitchen a little prepping a do
Chef jeff the best in the business and beef my specialty food
I forgot to say my grace i'm disrespecting the booth
If they talk behind my back i might chin check the massage

And you can play wit yours
Talk to the lord he proly just did a favor for us
Like GOD i know you gave us pain but how you fill a void
Least every check that i'm making go to the baby boy

You rapping shy wit them lyrics give me some iller noise
How they gon tell us we free and then try to kill us for it
Don't know the cards that you holding unless the dealer show it
Told her what the liquor would do, but hell she still a poet

I hear em talking i hear em talking i heard the noise
Can't man to man em' cause all they saying is we them boys
Don't understand em it's just a tantrum i can't avoid
I come wit damage got hella work and they qunemployed

They talk stupid they not stupid the way i murder ink should let a bxtch know i'm not foolish
I got through it
Embraced the hate once I stop hooping
It's more than rap, just like my dad... this a pop movement
Til pop moving

But even if they wanted the beef
Or they wanted this heat
Its musical until I wanted they seat
Got 40 records i got waiting til i want em released
And each one is still stuck on repeat

I got a click of homies on the go, if you say you wanted smoke
Tell ya alpha bet, i got my money on my G I Joes!
I'm living life to the fullest i'll never be exposed
I got soul, i'm still unlocking my kia doors!

And you can play wit yours
Talk to the lord he proly just did a favor for us
Like GOD i know you gave us pain but how you fill a void
Least every check that i'm making go to the baby boy

You rapping shy wit them lyrics give me some iller noise
How they gon tell us we free and then try to kill us for it
Don't know the cards that you holding unless the dealer show it
Told her what the liquor would do, but hell she still a poet

And that's incredible dude...
But who you talking too? the incredible 2?
Nah, brodie took a bad shot in the press now the judge must confess he couldn't dribble it through

I mean he had the green light but wrong trigger to shoot
So we staying hella sharp like a kid in a suite
But We gon be a good sport we won't even half court thats why i told em' to put the middle to use

No visitation...