The New Jim Jones

(album: The Grey Gorilla - 2017)

Bitch, I pull off in that Chevy while I'm lighting up that heavy
Bending corners, soaking up the game
These sucka niggas always envy
Coming out the cemetery, ghost and serving up all these hoes
Push my weight and stand on my toes
I'm living my life the way this shit goes
Take a second, learn yo' lessons
Count yo' blessings, who you testin'?
Gripping on that Smith & Wesson
Send yo' ass straight up to heaven
Thinking 'bout more murder when this bunker's paying to trick my mind
Bring that ana to my post and wet 'em up, then give 'em slime
Dancing with the devil, kiss my sins upon they lips
Dicking down the devil's throat, turn that ho into my bitch
Watch me do my Dougie, pop my collar, show my teeth and take a breath
Smoking on that Buddha's ass, gorilla blood inside my flesh
Came from nothing, turned it into something, bitch, you see me stunting
Pimping suits and diamond cuff links, hoes just wanna give me suction
Pushing through the fucking fast lane, Pouya told me, "Get it, mane"
The pit is out the fucking cage, I'm locking jaws, splitting brains
Hustle for my paper 'cause I don't know any other way
Standing by the liquor store, moving weight, staying paid
Moving to a cul-de-sac, straight up out the fucking hood
Call my folks and let 'em know Ramirez doing somewhat good