YL Javic – Fresh Off Appeal
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Fresh Off Appeal

Take a loss don’t rewind

It’s all by design

No matter the size

Give my problems a bite

I just cried through the night

But not losing my sight

Fresh off appeal
I was wroth with no chill

If you looked in my eyes I was dead off a pill

Look at my son say to YAH I would kill

Look at my daughter I hide the high heels [high in the high hills]

Love for my brothers I’d pay all they bills

If I could then I would but ain’t signing no deal [signing no deal]

Know somethings that would pay but I’m keeping it real
Love for my mommas I’m good for the bibs

Sippin’ my tea I be mindin’ my business now use to be pushin with crips at they crib [crips at the crib]

Use to be saucin’ while I wasn’t solid got wisdom its golden no need for a grill [no need for a grill]

Use to be driving them meals for a meal I would Uber the eats then got back to the guilt [back to the guilt]

Shawty could tell when I lie through my teeth

Homies could tell I was full off a me
True story and see

I was just riding around moving these packs I was juggin insane
Yeah
Living my life with no pace

Only text her to cover the shame

[Dang]

I can’t blame her she wanna be saved

Keep it g yeah I wanted the same

No hard feelings so can’t say the name
Just know that she part of the same tribe

Two watches on at the same time

Still can’t keep track of my dang mind

Been through some things so I sing rhymes

Life come with cost and I paid fines

Life come with cost I still pay fines

Pray to the boss now my shade shine

Take a loss don’t rewind


Fresh off appeal

I was wroth with no chill

If you looked in my eyes I was dead off a pill

Look at my son say to YAH I would kill

Look at my daughter I hide the high heels
Love for my brothers I’d pay all they bills

If I could then I would but ain’t signing no deal

Know somethings that would pay but I’m keeping it real

Love for my mommas I’m good for the bibs

In love with my rib
She hold down the crib
She call it a spot
Her feet always kicked
The homie just called
Got love for the kid
Don’t want him involved
He blood with a stick
We’d buy out the mall
No hitting a lick
Now he dropping the ball
I need a new pitch
Think I need a cigar
This stress got me sick

She just a newborn
But I vent to my daughter
She listening in

I can tell by the chin

Haters all in my life had to get a new tint

I just move different now so they thinking I’m tense

I’m just kicking a ball how they think I’m in sin

Hate was hid in they heart I was calling em kin

I don’t get no get backs I forgive and relent

I was doing too much now I give a yung pinch

All esteem to my YAH I should put Him on blimps

I cut ties with my past you can’t call me no saint

I cut ties with that cast you can’t call me no chimp

Use to call em my dawg but don’t owe em a scent

I cut ties with my past you can’t call me no simp

I cut ties with that cast you can’t call me no chimp

Use to call em my dawg but don’t owe em a cent


Fresh off appeal
I was wroth with no chill

If you looked in my eyes I was dead off a pill [dead off a]

Look at my son say to YAH I would kill

Look at my daughter I hide the high heels

Love for my brothers I’d pay all they bills

If I could then I would but ain’t signing no deal

Know some things that would pay but I’m keeping it real

Love for my mommas I’m good for the bibs

Sippin’ my tea I be mindin my business now use to be pushin with crips at they crib [crips at the crib]

Use to be saucin’ while I wasn’t solid got wisdom its golden no need for a grill [no need for a grill]

Use to be drivin’ them meals for a meal I would Uber the eats then got back to the guilt [back to the guilt]

Shawty could tell when I lie through my teeth

Homies could tell I was full off a me
True story and see

I was just riding around moving these packs I was juggin insane yeah
Living my life with no pace

Only text her to cover the shame

I can’t blame her she wanna be saved [yeah]

Keep it g yeah I wanted the same [thing]

No hard feelings so can’t say the name [nah]

Just know that she part of the same tribe

Two watches on at the same time

Still can’t keep track of my dang mind

Been through some things so I sing rhymes

Life come with cost and I paid fines

Life come with cost I still pay fines

Pray to the boss now my shade shine

Take a loss don’t rewind

Its all by design

No matter the size

Give my problems a bite

I just cried through the night

But not losing my sight

Tell that swiper no swiping nah
I tell satan good try

Now I’m prayed up he shy

If I’m lying I’m flying

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