Jimmy

歌詞

(Tahj Money) Von Man, that nigga better pray (On God) And stay with it on him (Stay with it) He keep lookin' around, he feel death around the corner (It's death around the corner) This nigga slimey (Slime, slime, slime) Just hit a lick in California (Lick in California) Old man an organ donor Gun to his head and picked his phone up He say, "Look, man, we both grown ups" I'll shoot you and won't give two fucks Call your son, he better pick up (Pick up) And he better bring me all them blue bucks (Yeah, yeah) Pops is sweatin', started breathin' heavy, call the paramedics He had asthma but this crazy young bastard ain't kept secret savage He said, "Call him, stop the stallin'" He cock back his lil' revolver He said, "God, this young man got a problem" He said, "Nah, this a problem solver" Old man shakin', now he get to coughin' He ain't respondin', he can't get him off him This man dead, he ain't even bother Somebody son just lost a father (Damn) Now Jimmy found out (What?) His daddy got killed in his house (Who? What? Huh?) Stuck in the game, he was tryna get out (Nah, nah) Some bitch nigga ran in his house (Damn, damn, damn) Couldn't take the pain, Jimmy broke right down (What? Huh?) His daddy still on the ground (Huh? What?) Said, "Daddy, you with mama now" Shit fucked up, Jimmy was the only child (Damn, damn, damn) Now Jimmy out here in the streets, just runnin' wild Put fifty bucks only lil' Cal (Damn, damn) Niggas confused, like, "Why lil' Cal?" They say Jimmy had cameras in his house (Yeah, yeah) Somebody gave him a tip, say lil' Cal got a crib right there on the 6 He tryna score an assist, say, "God, if you give me this chance, I swear, I won't miss" (On God) Now he stakin' out in a car three houses down Was just givin' up, now he pullin' up now He parked his car and now he gettin' out (There he go) Wasted, drunk, he stumblin' now Jimmy rolls and he shot like Kawhi (Boom, boom) Bullets hit him, man, he hit the ground (Boom, boom) Stood over him and he said with a smile Man, that nigga better pray (On God) And stay with it on him (Stay with it) He keep lookin' around, he feel death around the corner (It's death around the corner) This nigga slimey (Slime, slime, slime) Just hit a lick in California (Lick in California) Old man an organ donor Gun to his head and picked his phone up He say, "Look, man, we both grown ups" I'll shoot you and won't give two fucks Call your son, he better pick up (Pick up) And he better bring me all them blue bucks (Yeah, yeah) Pops is sweatin', started breathin' heavy, call the paramedics He had asthma but this crazy young bastard ain't kept secret savage