Jay Oliver - 21 Nines lyrics

[Intro] Future got these kids sipping Aunt Jemima If I'm a b**h, and you a b**h, then you Felicia, I'm Brittney Griner Trying to make it to the penthouse, from the lobby So I can't fold, but these n***as bodies like origami [Verse] I came in this b**h just to clear the air I'm the big ticket n***a, nah I ain't playing fare They say I rap too aggressive, like I f**ing care Y'all still gon be on my heels, like an Achilles tear Came back with harder bars then the ones I was behind One call a week, Moms was on the f**ing line A second chance from God is all I was asking After jail you got two options: grind or a casket Future got these kids sipping Aunt Jemima If I'm a b**h, and you a b**h, then you Felicia, I'm Brittney Griner Trying to make it to the penthouse from the lobby So I can't fold, but these n***as bodies like origami Ain't you tired of being f** n***as, you should get a hobby For you be a body for claiming that you really be about it In my city, if you got issues, n***as got magazines Heart cold as ice cubes, you getting f**ed no vasoline Left pocket gasoline, right pocket 99 Lyrics fresh to d**h, you gotta k** them b**hes ninety times I'll spit like this til I'm 99 f** a tweet about an album, n***a I'm on my 90s grind Hyped up like a n***a just snorted ninety lines Like Neo dodging bullsh** like bullets from 90 9s This rap sh** in my blood like 90 slimes Got time like I got convicted for 90 crimes Shooting these lyrics like I'm strapped up with 90 9s Temper hot like Lauryn Hill or Will Smith in 99 I keep it one thousand you just short like 90 dimes I petition to end you b**hes, already got ninety signs Even when I'm on my d**h bed 99 and dying I'll still tell you you're a p**y like 9 lives Off the numerical sh**, back to off the top Streets been talking to me so you know I heard a lot Shoutout Supreme that n***a mixtape just dropped I heard n***as say they rap gods, ain't the best rappers on they block That sh** confusing to me, I see no deity I got this sh** on lock and ain't nobody got the key to me From where on the waist every n***a got a Rondo And getting shot down with weed in your system is dying on a high note I feel like Jay before he focused on business Or these other rappers before they sacrificed they craft for women Other than that, everything's looking gorgeous It's only so much I can bear so I don't need no porridge My thoughts are horrid on the bench, yet I'm still scoring Vocab growing, so the bars strong as Chuck Norris f**ing lives up like a face tattoo Make em uncomfortable like a germiphobe in a public bathroom I got bars like a 6 plus on Verizon My metaphors crispy like a vintage Steve Harvey lining Whenever I quit, is when you n***as'll start winning Papers got me not drinking like Bill Cosby was bartending Anybody want beef, gimme A1 and a f**ing slab Cause I'll be too busy trying knock you out to throw jabs I heard n***as say they don't rap beef but they rappers g You'll shoot, but won't battle on wax? That's coward sh** to me Maybe n***as scared to get exposed in one sixteen And see they career in casket, in a chapel, no sistine They tell me that I ain't sh** I tell em "I never was" It's wild n***as act like B's just to get a buzz For the dinero n***as, talk reckless sh** out they mouth And put they f**ing life in danger over Instagram clout The city claim your life like tax season They pop shots and leave holes in your shoulder blade got your back breathing Aye my rhymes give a corpse life and make a philosopher commit mental suicide twice I'm gone