JJ Esko – WYNB
Genre Rap

LYRIC
WYNB

Verse 1

Thirteen, I was putting racks on BB guns and aiming at man
Man smile to my face but they're hating on man
Man locked down the show, now they're caging the gang
Late night, fam we catch man creeping
Seen him, man got wrapped on B wing
Leave him, man do laps all evening
See things, man won't rap, I'll teach him, came up heartless
I don't care what my bro did, that's my bro regardless
Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
Paint that picture fam, them man bang on Instagram
I hate guys that say what they did for man
I still wouldn't say what I did for man
Break teeth, they don't break nothing but lights
In two days, bro's been taped like twice
Stubborn, it's hard to take advice
But them man don't hеar nothing but lies
Back then therе was bikes and peds
Can't talk on me cah I'll break their legs
Inside, we were bringing in food and TEC's
They always hungry like Budapest
They change like the weather, they ain't no better
Heard about karma, I still haven't met her
I was in PAVA, hands on my wetter
Shit's getting harder, I pray to go Mecca
I promise myself that I'll never get ahead of myself
For all that pain I felt, nah, nah, I never came from wealth

Hook

Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
[What you know about?] Having no food in the fridge
[What you know about?] Opp block, tools in the whip
[What you know about?] Having no freedom to live
You don't know about nothing, you don't know about shit

Verse 2

Blacked out with a bally on me
Dem man are flexing with daddy's money
I'm still the same as before when I had no money
Man pull up on 'em, make 'em freeze like Curry
Really put my city on the map
I don't see them on road but I hear them in rap
On the phone to bro, done a show with the wap
Wanna talk about smoke, he got smoked like a pack
If they ain't gang then we can't hang
Yeah I was on the opp block letting it bang
I took them risks, tryna see some bands
I'll tape off strips if I see them
Man wanna know if I'm blessed with that
When we had two's in the room like Dexter's lab
But bro we take man's box and sell it back
And I sip Ciroc, been through Hell and back
No mixer, I'm drinking it raw
Yeah I'm gonna do it like never before
We come from the bottom, we're pebbling scores
Them man want a problem, we get in the four
I was just a teen, I seen madness
I don't wanna be seen on these cameras
Yeah I roll with G's, I beat hammers
When they get onto deen, I feel sadness

Hook

Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
[What you know about?] Having no food in the fridge
[What you know about?] Opp block, tools in the whip
[What you know about?] Having no freedom to live
You don't know about nothing, you don't know about shit
Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
Bro with the pole, don't slip in barbers
Jump out the whip, get wigged by apnas
[What you know about?] Having no food in the fridge
[What you know about?] Opp block, tools in the whip
[What you know about?] Having no freedom to live
You don't know about nothing, you don't know about shit

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