Bipolar

BiPolar

by Killa J

on Bipolar (2022)

Hold my spot
Cause im so far gone, need on mo shot
Yea Barack got a nigga like yes I can
But Ciroc gotta nigga like no I'm not
And ya know im prolly spending all the dough I brought
Cause I am way too faded miss
N I got no time for tha games u playin
Go ahead and save dat shit

I know
You prolly wish 2nite could last forever
Even though it might seem perfect now this life gets bad as weather
We just living for tonite, 2nite ain't quite as bad as never
Hope you ready for whatever, and I shouldn't have to tell ya but im

K to I triple L to da A
Throw a J up on the end n take a L to da face
In da building, getting lifted, kush smells in da place
So you know im goin in like I fell thru da gates
Phone ringing like a nigga put a bell in his safe
I hear the money callin me
Im chasing 1800
N I got 1800 followin me
They doubtin me
And told me I was sorry like apologies
I'm just being the bigger man
I'm above those words like apostrophes
I Possibly, no, probably
No, oughta be, no, gotta be
The one that killed the competition
Damn, there went the rivalry

How it feel to see im lyrically, killin the competition, really u don't feel me nigga really is you kiddin me
And my city ain't a biggie, nigga really, but they hear me, cause they never seen a nigga do it big as me
Killa J it ain't too many hot and sick as me, N that's the reason y a lot of niggas sick of me
I never really gave a fuuuuuuuckkkk, cause not a lot of niggas listen when ya dissin me
Das enough of dat, im blowin up now, I hit da club up, n shut the show down
Took a lot of shots, I need mo' rounds, and a stuck-up broad that'll go down
Wait a minute, before ya get offended, I heard what I said if I said it den I meant it
Let's be honest n I promise you'd-a never tried to find us, but im winnin so u know im getting bread n ima spend it
Ohhhhh
She say she wish I was dat nigga dat I used to be
Took that as a joke, said that cat was broke, now I got it so u gotta get used to me
Then she started back talking started using we, im like who is we, I barely know who u are
And you need to slow down cause you're moving too fast, hate to say it but i can't let it move too far
I know, you prolly wish 2nite could last forever
Even though it might seem perfect now this life gets bad as weather
We just living for tonite, 2nite ain't quite as bad as never
Hope you ready for whatever, and I shouldn't have to tell ya but im

All about the money so it's M.O.B
Think it's funny, I-T-S N-O-T
No sir my nigga, Don't worry bout a nigga
Im the best to ever do it like a H-O-E
Hold the B to the O to the N to the G
Blow a Z to tha O to the N to the E
No stems, no seeds, smoking OG
Now im G to the O to the N to the E
N im smacked as a bitch so my brim low key
Need a nap in this bitch cause I gets no sleep
I could get yo freak so gassed up
But ya know the sex better when the chicks on E
Spittin crack for the kids til the kids OD
When ya stack gettin big is when kids want beef
N I never spent a minute up in those streets
But I gotta cpl niggas down to kill fo me
Daaaammmm!!!

At all my shows they know the words and so they sing along
N I be so high that's why my eyes so low (solo) like I sing a-lone
But please don't judge me to each..his own, backstage, mad blazed, like we bring..a bong
N yes I rock that Stoopid Fruit, so loud, I can't tell when the speak-ers on
Im chiefin on, that cheech and chong, gb's and bongs, getcha lifted
N if I bring ya home, then ya leavin stoned, so I need to know If ya wit it
So let me..know if you dig it, Blow that weed..smoke n just kick it
Don't let dreams go and be wishin, know that we go n just get it
Back when my team became this team, my dream became this dream
And big dreams led to big things, now my life's a movie no bigscreen
So don't tempt me, cause girl it might be true, dat im thinking bout spending all night wit u
All night in you, long-piping you, speed it up n beat it up like im fightin you
I know, you prolly wish 2nite could last forever
Even though it might seem perfect now this life gets bad as weather
We just living for tonite, 2nite ain't quite as bad as never
Hope you ready for whatever, yes I shouldn't have to tell ya but im

Going beast mode I don't know what's gotten into me
I'm east coast n got each coast feelin me
No cheat codes, cause I dont need those
Yea u know we pro's beat the game independently
Have to win, so we aim for infinity
At it again like the same nigga sent a tweet
I bring hope to the names on my twitter feed
Then i repost so the lame niggas get to see
Killa finna bring a change in this industry
Killa finna make a name in this industry
Getting better ratings than niggas already made it
So it's hard trying not to be ashamed of this industry
I blow trees, smoking flame they can feel tha heat
Only sweet up in my bag they can trick or treat
Ima bidness and im winnin, so I tend to get offended
When a nigga, be like killa can ya spit for free
Oh

Somebody's fa-vor-ite n I ain't even famous yet
They say I'm great as shit n I ain't even made it yet
They know I killed this song n prolly ain't even played it yet
Cause they know I be in my zone n I ain't even faded yet
I remember, nasty winters, last December
Had no buzz like pass the liquor, that shit burned like ash and embers
Maybe now they'll grasp the picture, I was snowed in, got to flowin
Roads was frozen, that's just showin when a hater throws salt my path gets clearer

I do shit most don't get the chance to
In a sick ass suite out in Grande Dunes
Kick my feet up then I grind the weed up
Pick up the blunt n break it down like dance moves
Yea im stuck, I'm smacked, I can't move
But not once I've tapped like dance shoes
And all I do is win, win, win (T-Pain Sample)
Bitch I can't lose
N yes I stay fresh, can foods
TMS from my fitted to my damn shoes
To my frames, my chain, my pants too
But I ain't even finna to act like that's new
N im this nice so im that dude
Ain't nobody finna say what I can't do
N im ballin made so many points
Now tell me what I can't prove

Ay, Mirror mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror will ya tell a nigga who da illest of em all
Im in one big room full of future paid niggas
And yea we eatin good, like they do for thanksgiving
Nigga, Mirror mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror will ya tell a nigga who da illest of em all
Im in one big room full of superbad dimes
And we wasted like the same shit that we do to past time
Yea!!!

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