J3 Da Creepa feat. Chris Williams Lyrics
"Chucks And Js"

Once upon a time, in a land of Georgia Southern
Where a man like women and the women stay fronting
On a nigga, cause I talk a little different
Never rock in skinny jeans, cause my legs don't fit them
I consider, myself a Renaissance man
Young Michelangelo, all I spit is art, damn
Been a ,16, switch,when I spit
Wrong, they do it on the regular
Put me in they box, but I'm never rectangular
My style is free throwing,
Yeah, now watch how we , up, ,
Hold up, now watch how we , up

My jeans ain't skinny niga, they be fitted
,these niggas doing too much,nigga pass the dutch
, nah, and I'm the nigga that you heard about
Yeah through word of mouth , from the ,south
They used to try to lower my self esteem
But I used that to power my dream
Yes sir, and I'ma get it till the ending
Life's a superbawl nigga, motherfucka,
Yes sir, and I'ma get it till the ending
Life's a superbawl nigga, motherfucka,

Coming through smooth, like the wind in the,
Because I'm something that they never had,
Yeah, chuck taylors on my feet,
In the spring time, made my cycle complete
, always stesh fresh,take a look inside the mirror
and the view is never boring
,nigga I'm that guy, , when I walk by,