Jermaine - Frisco

My name’s Jermaine, they call me J for short

I handle my business, I ain’t known to talk

I’m quite handy with the hand 'ting

So if I ain’t eating, it’s a mad 'ting

I got beef but I ain’t watching that

Roll with my nine, so ain’t no guy stoppin' that

In other words: I’m on the hype 'ting

I ain’t raving, if I can’t get my nine in

Twenty-two and hungry

T.V. itching, I don’t know what the queen said

All I know is I gotta get paid, so I go half on the queen’s head

Just got a square and the peng is pellico

Try know that it’s a lot

Now I can’t wait to hit the strip cause this foods gonna have the bits on

lockdown

Evil people pree’ing on my income

Burn man’s skin when I sting one

Done a lot of dirt in my twenty-two years

Made couple mum cry twenty-two tears

So the semi-auto, nine-milli, yeah, I stay with one

Nothing get’s done until you pay man

I’m on road and my name brand

My wasteman dad weren’t there, fam it was the streets that raised man

Now I’m hearing 'dem man are onto me, so raving

With no straps kinda long for me

My name’s Jermaine, they call me J for short

I handle my business, I ain’t known to talk

I’m quite handy with the hand 'ting

So if I ain’t eating, it’s a mad 'ting

I got beef but I ain’t watching that

Roll with my nine, so ain’t no guy stoppin' that

In other words: I’m on the hype 'ting

I ain’t raving, if I can’t get my nine in

Didn’t you hear the latest?

Last Friday, outside Faces

Chatting to Keisha in my car

I look up and who do I see walk past?

Paigon!

Enemy!

I jumped out on a ting', «fam, you robbed me last year.

Fam, don’t you remember

me?»

Confused, he tried to pretend to be

Whatever then, I had thirteen shots in my nine

No lie, my man must’ve got about ten of them

Had to get out, had to get back to the ends again

Now that’s more beef to think about

Not to mention the corrupt pigs with the sniffers out

It’s all mad now, mum said things will end bad now

But you know how the road ting' goes

I done too much dirty to back down

Couple Friday’s down the line

I’m at home with a buff ting' taking it easy

Only to get a CD, that’s when I see man look all greasy

Who the fuck’s that?

Who the fuck’s that tho?