Man listen I still got them grams flippin, tan pitch it…

I'm seen in the projects with the top low, gwap dough. That'll leave more holes in your body than a cuatro.

— JR Writer

For a battle or a sypher I'm compatible to lifers. Had to battle and to dazzle, ain't a cat you know that's nicer.

— JR Writer

Skeet in my V-6 tryna skeet on a b lips. Down low like I'm tryna keep her a secret.

— JR Writer

Stop it boy, Do not come and argue wit men. Im sick like Writer, So you can come and honor my Pen.

— JR Writer

Well, I was makin' sales at the age of 12. Pack margin, black lark an', case of shells.

— JR Writer

To all my hustlers, rock smugglers Strugglers, block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers.

— JR Writer

No cat can match me I'm passing fastly who's half as nasty? I got it locked from here all the way to cackalacky.

— JR Writer

That's a Maserati papo, stop slow. You don't really know me that well, let me put you on.

— JR Writer

That's when I had to get my hand on a bird. Call my cousin Nino up, go handle some herb.

— JR Writer

The party will be pissed when I buy out the bar and leave water on the list

— JR Writer

I still be where the weed flip in the p's with the tree's lit. So much water in the order it's just leaving em'…

— JR Writer

Flippin', listen baby I was never dumb. Sittin' in the lobby like I'm waitin' for some mail to come.

— JR Writer

Hey ma, its J.R. and L's it ain't hard to tell we da niggaz in we da niggaz in Maury and car alarm da…

— JR Writer

What's the word ya'll, flip that erb raw. Clap clap, clap, that's the bird call.

— JR Writer

I'm known in a couple places but I'm new to the rest. This is for them couple places that ain't schooled to this vet.

— JR Writer