Setback
J.Cole type freestyle
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The product of weed and gin
The problem yo seed put in
They met they maker last week
Turn out it was they friend
Kids say they packing weight for real
Weight of the world anvil
Heat in they pants blowing smoke like metal
Pop a few lids like pot and the kettle
Controlled by the crowd like a puppet
Strings being pulled by The Wiz and Geppetto
Yes I talk white but inside im ghetto
Yes I love ignorance so I had to let go
Air this bitch out till it echo
And that's real shit its not forgetful
If I stop please give me earful
Ring my bell don’t blow the whistle
WHOA!
So I decided to hop on the track
Not to spit facts but to tell yall what's happ
Tired of what if
Time I write for myself
Jot from my mind and not someone else
Been gone for a while
Knocking dust off the shelf
Been out of my mind
Like im locked out the house
Reaped what I sowed
Don't know what it cost me
Still setback couldn't stop me
Bounty on my head plug still couldn't pop me
Only muthafucka that can body me is me
Nigga swear to god you still wouldn't drop me
Hold
Hold
Cut
© Jordan Lewis 2021
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