I bypass rappers, I by pass actors.
We con-ceal pos-itions, to get there faster.
I’m sharp as a sword, might pierce a corporate veil or two.
They got a couple tales but don’t know the hell I been through.
They stole my wardrobe, looking for a stone.
**** not even on racks yet I sing a song.
Ok, fine, you ballin’.
They aint tryna see that though, they keep stallin.
I put it down in a cobra clutch.
I back’m down til they’re shoulders touch.
Grand slam here Amsterdam hold the dutch.
ha ha I said Amsterdam hold the dutch.
You wouldn’t get it if you don’t know though.
If I was Tony I would of never smoked Manolo.
Didnt they try to cecaer me, like him a Roman?
Royal blue moccasins Louie symbols on’m.
A crown under glass between hands that’s a rolex h**.
Sucked her teeth like as if, I’m posed to know.
Here put these boots on.
They come up to ya knees, you my new jawn.
My stylist got her own store.
I send you to see her, go through ya own door.
If you don’t like the bag take it back and get a better one.
I’ll move on you, you can sit still and wait for chedder come.

Justis James™ Did It
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