Jay Rock No Joke song lyrics

Starts rotting fertilizer neighborhoods with butter, butter

Black steel, no mass, no tags, gutter, gutter

Look up in the skies no stars, helicopters over

Grab my strap, kiss my mother, bust back duck for cover

Hit the bound straight hangar, main line speak your mind

Where you're from, take your time, bust a nigga, no response

Rest a hater, respirator,No response, green light, go time

We're all block, I know mine so you know

One time snitch nigga, bitch nigga, real up with a seven cause that's all I can get nigga

Small town hustler, me I'm just a governor on my city fuck with me juggle shots to your jugular

Projects hold me down, A1 customers, A1 army guns, A1 predators, pigs yelling 'man down'

Got the lost scared of us. Nigga we ain't scared of nothing, break it down show me something

I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane)

Ab-Soul:

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah)

Finna take another trip to the liquor store

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke)

Back to my bullshit, back on the block with it

Get it off me I'll flip it, getting off the car flipping

Mono bitch think I'm tripping, oh no, no dope, w oh no, 30 bucks mo-mo

What the fuck you thought this was? All i know is doing me

Flying spur, doing three, got a lane blowing trees

Homie what you're smoking on? I can get it dirty, I can get it for the low, hard rock of pure blow

I could show you how to whip it, birdies getting off the show

Serving quail in the kitchen, remedy for the meal tickets

Dope gang real wicked, some deals go sour, real niggas locked up

Snitched on by known cowards, OG told me that's life

Murders keep me stressed tonight, my daughter keep me level headed

Reason why I sacrifice, story of a real nigga, this is how I feel nigga

Come between my peace and mind, get your ass killed nigga

I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane)

Ab-Soul:

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah)

Finna take another trip to the liquor store

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke)

My mamma tell me dress softly, gotta keep the feds off

Gotta keep the guns on me, I know the motherfuckers want me

Know I gotta hold it down, know I gotta run my town

No tomorrows, never promise, know I gotta get it now

Know I got a job to finish, know I need to start to grow

Know I need Lord's forgiveness, know I've been through obstacles

Know I gotta shit on nigga, know I gotta do my thang

Knowing that I'm knee deep, know the drama that it brings

Know I can't trust these hoes, know I can't chase these bitches

Know I gotta chase this bread, know I gotta push these pencils

Know I gotta push these drugs, know I gotta paint these pictures

Know I gotta give it up, know you better mind your business

Know I gotta stay solid, know I can fall for nothing

Know I know hard times, know I gotta stay humble

Know I gotta keep it gangster, know you gotta come and get me

Know I gotta keep it pushing, know you can't fuck with me

I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane)

Ab-Soul:

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah)

Finna take another trip to the liquor store

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke)