Letra de ' Shame (feat. Logic) ' de Juicy J

Yeah, yeah

Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up
Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up

Energized, feelin' energized, I just copped my shit off the lot
My shit, your shit look Enterprise, I can't even lie
9-to-5, that shit just wasn't cut out for me
Shout out my homies, look out for me
Know I stay facin' a blunt to the head
On a PlayStation, it's just me and my homies, just me and my squad
These niggas don't want it in COD, these niggas don't want it IRL
Fuck is you sayin'? You think that I'm playin'? You think that I'm fuckin' with you?
Bitch-made, we ain't runnin' with you
Don't talk about it, we just come and get you
Never heard it, watch that bullet hit you
In the game, of course
Your shit look warm, I'm bringin' the force
Killin' 'em with no remorse

Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up
Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up

Yeah, it's a shame niggas be ready to snitch before they step foot in a cell (damn)
It's a shame that you keep them from they daddy, you bogus as hell
It's a shame, don't know who the opps, nowadays you can't even tell
She do her, but she won't get a shot, she'd rather get a Chanel
It's a shame niggas be ready to snitch before they step foot in a cell
It's a shame that you keep them from they daddy, you bogus as hell
It's a shame, don't know who the opps, nowadays you can't even tell
She do her, but she won't get a shot, she'd rather get a Chanel
Yeah, out here makin' a sale (sale)
Got caught, now you ready to tell (damn, tell)
Obviously he not your brother, you finna send him to jail (figured)
You hatin', I'm wishin' you well
They really want you to fail (yup)
If you don't take care of your kids, you goin' to Hell (hell)
It's a shame, if it's another man raisin' your daughter, bruh, you gotta chill
It's a shame what that switch can do, I pray for whoever get nailed
It's a shame that that bitch can't take no dick 'cause she thick as hell
It's a shame how much smoke that my motherfuckin' lungs inhaled

Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up
Watch me roll my weed up, then I throw my feet up
Yeah, I ball like Jeter, life go fast like cheetah
Life be short like Martin, yeah, that's word to Gina
My bitch bad as fuck, your bitch look all beat-up