Never Blink - Roblo, The Jacka, J. Stalin

This that new shit nigga

Follow my lead bitch

I prolly smoked alot of hop in my weed befo'

And it made a nigga crazy but I’m loungin' tho'

Niggas hope that they gun stay from round me yo

Call up, cuz be like «blood need a pound of that dro»

Times is gettin hectic man I’ll pay you back later

Fightin a case cause ya boy done went to school with a kata

I felt nothin' man it’s really nuthin'

It’s been so long since Jacka felt somethin'

I keep coming with lines that keep numbin' ya face like coke lines

She keep hummin' the background, what that sound like?

Shit, I shoulda stayed in school or somethin'

Now I’m fresh out the county huntin' down my runners

You feel me?

I, hit the block high make the song cry

Got the eyes of a snake

Never blink never cry

I, only move weight so I can live one time

I’m a real nigga you can hear it in my rhymes

Today I opened the paper

Seen about 5 of my niggas, 2 got hit with a kata

2 got hit with a nine 1 in critical condition

Plus they found my niggas mama on the shore with that fish

That’s why I smoke alot bo in my blunt & I

Pull the ski mask down hoppin' out the suicides

I’m on a suicide, don’t really care if I die

Cause so many of my niggas done died, & it’s like a jungle

Sometimes I wonder how I keep from going under

Plus these motherfuckers keep stealing my bundle

But I’m a nutso, from west O you must know

Catch me in a Marauder with your baby mama

I’m a baby gorilla got banana clips for the drama

Knock a nigga off then feed him to the piranhas

Gotta be around for when my son come out my baby mama

Get him for 2 kicks, A half a tick & bury the box

Man my life ain’t no walk in the park

I spent many nights alone, in the cold, lost in the dark

Me & my sister, nothin' but death can break us apart

Inside I’m superman ain’t nothing breaking this heart

Yeah mama ain’t raised no punk, taught me to blaze shit

Never graze shit, whenever it’s funk

Taught me to reign shit, take shit, whenever I want

And if a nigga like «whassup?», then leave him with lumps

That’s exactly what I do, follow my mamas rules

Of e, not d, cause that’s what my mama use

I’m thuggin' dude, I drug abuse, look at me

I’m from the gutter why the fuck should I be happy?

My hair nappy, plus I grew up broke

And I’m still living broke, what I grow up for?

I wish they never had me shoulda let me go

If you feelin' how I’m feelin' yo let me know

Mob twist up some rope & just let me blow

Rob make the beat hot & just let me flow

The dope I chase the hood boys know my face

I’m running stuck in place, man there’s no escape