Don’t See You
[Chrous]
I'm not cocky or conceited
I'm just what God has created
He continues to bless me and I continue to praise him
Yeah I walk around so fearless
With my head held high and on ten toes
Competition's nonexistence, Prince Jinny don't see you hoes
[Verse 1]
At the age of 12, my dad had ran me out the studio
Because I had no feeling slash no emphasis and could not flow
Every time I saw Suelynn, I hit my knees and I praised God
Push me pass my limits
One year later, they say 'that boy hard"
From the city of Tupelo but rapping like I'm Nationwide
It's not about what you say, It's how you say it
Pull from the inside
If I'm glad you'll know I'm glad
If I'm sad you'll hear I'm sad
But piss me off and make me mad
Then that's your motherfucking ass
Diss track after diss track flying
Hitting 'em up with “No Vaseline”
Local rap careers are dying courtesy of J-I-N
Competitive? Yes I was
Overboard? Sometimes I go
Had to put my hands on boys that thought I was a weak ass hoe
They thought I was a mama's boy
They thought I was just daddy's son
Until they found out I was cruising with that Tommy like Top Gun
God got my heart and soul
But my Cassie got my back
If you wanna taste her then I'll make it better for you Jack
[Chrous]
I'm not cocky or conceited
I'm just what God has created
He continues to bless me and I continue to praise him
Yeah I walk around so fearless
With my head held high and on ten toes
Competition's nonexistence, Prince Jinny don't see you hoes
[Verse 2]
No, I don't gangbang or don't play tough
I just defend myself
Cause nonsense seems to follow me
Even when I'm by myself
I looked over to my left and I asked Jesus "Why do they envy bro?
He said "Dad was on vacation so they came out the womb acting like hoes."
Damn, so you mean to tell me their cerebral cortex hasn't expand?
Unfortunately there's haven't and a dick doesn't make you a man
Handle your business (uh-huh)
Put your faith in me (uh-huh)
And Pops gon' handle the rest, enough about me, tell the people how you're blessed
I'm on my shit, I don't have any kids and If i did lil bitch I'd still have a check
I'd rather focus on trying to get rich then to waste my time
Trying to get my dick wet
Boys got their priorities messed up
Buying designer and buying cigars
All that money you done spent on drugs motherfucker you could have bought you a car
I was down for seven months
I stayed down til I came up
Interest rate was high as fuck
Until I refinanced bruh
If I can do it, you can too
Quit all of that gossip talking
Before I slide in on your wife and kids and take them Christmas shopping
And do what you can't do
And still have hundreds that's blue
And If your credit's messed up and your license's not legit then get something from Craigslist fool
Or OfferUp or get a loan and flip it a few times
But you the type to get high off your own supply so erase that never mind
