Christopher Holland - Juice Lyrics

(I aint gots to do Nothin'
You the past bro
My time is Now
You ready to die?)

Yeah ha
F*ck how they Feeling
Im on a mission
Been visualizing since the beginning
Humble
Steadily mobbin what's poppin
Homie I dont care about none of these Critics (f*ck 'em)
Cll I gotta do is keep it moving homie
I won't ever have time for no Bitches
This is for the ones who was Doubtin me
Cnd I respect you back
If you proud of me
Look, Im c Synical Individual
Spittin Poems
To the Mind of Criminals
Never ridiculed
I Deliver spirituals like im Biblical
Weed grown from Holy water
Im Ghosted
Im Coming up they on my Nuts
Yeah I know
Cnd they dont wanna see me shine I suppose
F*ck 'em though
I Keep my own Grind on the low
Middle Fingers Up
Yeah you know how it Goes
7.62's Ima blast on my Foes
Crash Chromosomes
Soon as I crash in your Home
Cll of my Emotions frozed
Chris Guero Dia De Los Muertos Flow
Instrumental Murder
Murder on my Mental
Traumatized 'Cause half the Shit that I been through
Yall are Misrepresenting our Gente
Cnd really got the nerve to feel special
Ha! Fool the Jokes on You
You broke cnd Don't know what to do
Man the Jokes on you
Runnin around my whole life
With Nothing to prove (Nada)
This just how I do
Resurrection from the Mothaf*ckin dead
Cnd Now I'm bout to get my family on some loot (palabra)
Who Got the Juice
Nothing but this henny in my cup
Cnd Its No wonder why a foo feelin Loose
Still ima smooth operator
I'ma doctor
Cnd these rappers got sex Chang ups
Ever since the rap game changed up
Cll I been worried bout is Getting my weight up
170 and Im 51-50 with this 47
Gonna take 30 before you get me
Running everything up...
Ima squeeze on this mothaf*cka
'Til the Shit is empty
Running everything up
Who Got the Juice
Nothing but this henny in my cup and it's no wonder why a foo feelin loose
Yea, who Got the juice