Jimmy

(album: Grandson - 2023)

(Tahj Money)
Von

Man, that nigga better pray (On God)
And stay with it on him (Stay with it)
He keep looking 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 sweating, started breathing 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 shaking, now he get to coughing
He ain't responding, 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 running 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 staking out in a car three houses down
Was just giving up, now he pulling up now
He parked his car and now he getting out (There he go)
Wasted, drunk, he stumbling 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 looking 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 sweating, started breathing heavy, call the paramedics
He had asthma but this crazy young bastard ain't kept secret savage