[Lyric] Complex Content (J.R.)

J.R:
Rest in peace to my nigga London
And everybody across Southside
From Levaud Landers
P-nut
Boola
All them trap guys
See the man up got major plans
Never doubt what happens next
See Some stay and some go
But, that's life
What you expect
Screaming free my niggas off everything
Even though there's better days
Made mistakes way back when
Even though there were better ways
I bounced back
Been locked once
Ain't goin back
And mean that
Moms crying because of my shit
Hate the fact that I seen that
So, I went to school
Played ball
Dropped That
But, fall back
Cause in the end it played out
So the money lost I made it all back
Met K-Com and lived dreams
Lost a couple off my team
Type to get a call and put us all on
Couple niggas know what I mean
See I signed shit and you ain't know it
Bout to ride out and you ain't going
Rep Southside out in Gainesville
Cause I'm the hottest thing smoking
Big bra got locked but he beat that
Fuck the opps and I mean that
Lost a lot a niggas and that shit hurt
Cause most of them I can't bring back
Horace (Chorus):
Yea we make moves
Just to show you
That we putting on
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Yea we do this
Nothing new here
Cause we going strong
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Yea we do this
Nothing new here
Cause we going strong
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
And it's alright
Cause the crew tight
So, we gon' put on
So, we Gon' put on

J.R:
See, I'm riding round on my side a town
Dolo
It's just me nigga
Thinking back on them hard times
Thinking where would I be nigga
6 feet
Locked up
Robbing shit
Or still jacking whips
Lord knows I ain't having it
Ain't goin back to not having shit
See my parents worked for just us
Even though we ain't have much
But, every one of us ate
They made sure these ribs ain't touch
So, I do this shit for my fam nigga
And every one of my fans nigga
It's Comfort Zone bitch know dat
So, that old life I ain't going back
I mean that
I mean that
The good life I need that
I threw away that ski mask
And picked up a mean snap
I moved up
I made moves
Besides the shit that I came through
Don't disregard them hard times
Cause that's the shit that made you
You...
Rare breed nigga live it
I've never been a fraud
It seems that you fit the description
Your prior songs is Richard
It's funny not to mention
When you real around your niggas
But they crop you out the picture
Horace (Chorus):
Yea we make moves
Just to show you
That we putting on
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Yea we do this
Nothing new here
Cause we going strong
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
Yea we do this
Nothing new here
Cause we going strong
(Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea)
And it's alright
Cause the crew tight
So, we gon' put on
So, we Gon' put on