Jiggs & Berg285 - Teflon Lyrics

Uh, right in they chest, nigga
The burdens of keeping it thorough
Some shit you just inherit
You gotta wear it on your shoulder like a parrot
And if it becomes too much and you can't bear it, then let's share it
My word is my bond
My bond is Teflon
That's bulletproof love
Whether we was slept on, I never dwelt on
My drive was evident, by all these tracks I've wrecked on
But let me sketch on
See, don't gotta raise a wrist to paint these pictures
I found my gift and got away from niggas
But did it all to make a way for niggas
Sacrifices, fasten up, I'm mashing
I ain't passing up my passion
I got brothers in the max with lifers
And they ain't hugging the phone
Hugging they bunk
Tugging they steel across the floor
Trying to custom they chrome
Niggas more customer than hustler
You bird ass niggas
I hate to ruffle ya
I surged past niggas
You either first, last, or didn't run
So I wrote rhymes till I laid down and the ceiling spun
I broke binds
Some was bonds, but I ain't missing one
Uh, a product of my pride
A product of my side
F*ck some Prada
Tell him how that product got him popped up in his ride
It's both sides to a coin
Keep fye in ya groin
Your problems just growing
Ready to get your gig back
Cause niggas pushing wigs back
And you ain't no bitch
But you gotta seed
And can't admit that
He more important than sporting Jordans
And flipping whores
And all this poison
Who gon' show him the ropes on how to avoid it
In this world you either building or destroying
You feeling me
First make sure this mic on
Keep the tension thick in case them dogs need something to bite on
They told me break a leg
I broke my wrist
You know my mind gone
We in a different time zone
Speaking of time
A bitch can't name a time I ain't hold my own
Done seen it the fan
And niggas run a hundred miles home
See niggas hit the can
And call the fam
And get the dial tone, shit
That's just another story
For another day
I'm on parole like a motherf*cker
It gotta be another way
I was taught to put in work
I know y'all bank on hope and shit
Hand that boy his paperwork
And told that nigga open this
I can smell a bitch like a canine can smell a brick
I smell bacon around this motherf*cker
I ain't selling shit
Do my dirt all by my lonely
I won't leave a trail or prints
Clutch the blick on my own homie
If I think I'm smelling fish
Give a f*ck about no fame
They shoot a star and make a wish
I still look over my shoulders
Every time I take a piss
That's Teflon
It's up with anything outside the gang
So don't you rep wrong
My niggas feel the same
Look how our game was polished
Built our name with honor
Know what I hate to see
A lame with power
Watch the game get sour
Stepped on
F*cked up
Touch and buss
Give me a reason
Name a nigga breathing
Who can f*ck with us
Now watch me go and pick up five
And make it double dutch nigga
This for them troops we lost
We made our blunts double stuffed nigga
285
It's on the floor
You better double up