J-Lamo, Von Alexander - Born & Raised Lyrics

Who is he? Where he from? I never heard of Bro
Young professional off the 4's, we was young and always at the liquor store
Had a lingo, stuck to code, stayed in my lane, hit the road
Well respected cuz I be myself well, you know how the little story goes
This is not a movie I am not an actor, I might rap but trust me I am not a rapper
Please don't speak, Im high, it's like you talking faster
You can say it clearly but I hear you backwards
So don't bother Im not in the mood, city's small I gotta make some moves
I stay cautious killers on the loose, I don't know what yo time, I ain't got time to lose
I'm on that 4-1-4 shit, you on hoe shit, thats the broke shit, I'm too focused
I get chxpped when I'm at my lowest, see me glowing my aura is showing
Get big bucks gotta get that paper, Ebony 2's where I get that taper
You see me but I'ma see you later and they call me J but I Don't fuck with Jayers
I remember traffic in that Monte Carlo, niggas jakn acting like it wasn't borrowed
Plus they say it's reckless and you shouldn't stay there, got no swag cuz I don't shop at Mayfair
This a High Life, smashing brews, Mil-Town black man passing through
So she said it's sad it got you up in tears thats cause you scared of pussy so you fear the deer

We are not one in the same
M's is calling my name
Do not mistake me for lame
I always stayed in my lane
Where you headed where you stay?
What a time, what a day!
Get the bucks I'm getting paid
That's how I was Born and Raised!

Doing 80 down fondy
North side come find me
Crack sell Niggas grimy
30 clip catch 9 piece
City make it hard to find peace
Police everywhere that I see
Whipping like they right behind me
I'm prolly bout ya crack 90
Baseline the Benz
I don't ride with tint
Crossing over like I'm Iverson
Who is that young nigga driving damn

I'm just a young nigga grinding fam
Niggas blocking like they're line men damn
Get the bag and hit the heisman
I just want to see some diamonds dance

Take precautions I ain't taking losses
Probably in a office tryna take an offer
Or I'm with a jayer tryna take em off her
Imma Keep it player I ain't call her
She gon hit me with the good morning text
I'm not looking for a whore to stretch
Fuck a bitch I'm chasing more than checks
Right now I can't afford to flex

Im a nigga that'll raise the bar up
Me and lamo got the same barber
Yo shit cold but this wayyy harder
This the Nuke after Pearl Harbor
I was taught to play the game smarter
Meditating to dewayne carter
'07 not the same carter
Propositions we can make a barter

Take a ride down locust
Take keefe
Take a trip to the zoo
This the belly of the beast
Take roll the inner city
Eastside center streets
Pray you niggas make it home safe
Welcome to Mke