Boy look here

Boy Looka Here

Yall know how I do from the streets to the booth
So don't outta pocket or try to get cute
My fam and fans ain't lying best believe em when they say Pipez is the truth
U poppin shit from a glass house im launching all these missiles at ya roof
U squeeze wit ya eyes closed  
I a wink and a smile whenever I aim and I shoot
Lookin thru the scope bang and im smelling smoke
The nigga talking shit is on the grnd gettin cold 
bout to becum a ghost 
teach ya niggas not to fuck with one of the hardest on this coast
Y'all ain't disagree with me so I gotta right to boast
Eniemies really don't want it with me 
No mercy, even when my friends battling with me
Just think bout the pussies I don't like
Who setup you up and said that my rhymes ain't tight
Must be April they fooled you and that aint right
You send punches, I cross ya T's and black eyes
I warned you so when it goes down don't be surprised
Send ya dog to the china man and now he selling chicken yakatori
All those that want a feature go broke trying to afford me
Personally I rather be true to me 
Then get rich and let industry change me
I'm feeling like Elmer fudd skeet shooting on everyone of you birds
Ima forever rep Jerz
Man fuck rapping let's get it nicca looka here
This boy really do it nicca here
Fuck what you heard this Jerz nicca look here
Y'all know how the zoo do nicca looka here