29 (Freestyle) (Explicit) - JID

Lyrics by：Destin Route/John Welch/Alemayehu Fanta

Composed by：Destin Route/John Welch/Alemayehu Fanta

Woah ugh ah man s**t's stupid

**** man trudgin' uh

Christo

Trudgin' through the mud you got' pay me back in blood

Tap heads call subs if you tired bruh

Liable to wild if they don't give me mine

Semi-nine fit me fine hit a n***a fifty-five five ha times

Hard times still ahead and behind don't whine though

I ride or die or I'll die while releasin' the Rondo

I'm qualified I've never made a dollar off of Spotify

S**t nah I'm lyin' probably five

She say my willy really giant Jiddie Cauley-Stein

Kamikaze cool killin' mood

You will not survive who will I include

Every girl guy so-called thug goon get in the line

'Cause when I touch lines it's suicide

It's 'bout time for n***as to duck the shade then shine through all blinds

When all stars align li-lightweight wastin' my time

Switchin' gears to grind came to grips with grabbin' nines

In the midst of wind whispers where you been

It's been a mighty long time

Long time lineage legacy legend in his prime-time

Like Deion HBCU coach your own kind

Blindside I look out for yours you look out for mine

Like you Michael Oher or them crackers Michael Myers at my door

Mighty fine

W***e

Read my horoscope and said my sign

What's your rising

What's your moon

Saw her moon was from behind

Shake it like it's for the 2000 and 1999

Back that thing up like Juvenile rhyme line for line

Oof

Gold and diamonds shine never sign my soul

Oof oof oof oof

For those I told my bro in the ride with rope

Oof oof oof oof

Before I glow it glew it coast they inside the stove

Oof oof oof oof

It's hot my nose overflow with snot

Oof oof oof

You didn't know the n***a told me I be totin' the rock

Gettin' older n***a tell me I be totin' the Glock

Gettin' older n***a die

Dead

Or gettin' thrown in the box

Before they told me ni-ni-ni-ni

**** yeah

I had to show these ni-ni-ni-ni

What

Workin' like Kobe-be-be-be-be

Look at my Rollie-lie-lie-lie-lie

N***as on flash ho n***as on bodie

N***as on OD-D-D-D-D

N***as don't know me-me-me-me-me

N***as don't know me-me-me-me-me

But I'm gon' show these n***as

I'ma show these n***as I'ma show these n***as

When the police kickin' in the door

You and daddy on the d**e fiend but he still smoked

They pull up in the Rover feet on top

When they see it like a mother****er you feel what I'm sayin'

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