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Track: Terms And Conditions
Artist: Boldy James
Album: Across The Tracks

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Name: Boldy James
Spotify Genres: boom bap, alternative hip hop, jazz rap, experimental hip hop
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James Clay Jones III (born August 9, 1982), better known by his stage name Boldy James, is an American rapper from Detroit, Michigan. His debut album, My 1st Chemistry Set, was released on October 15, 2013.

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Release: Boldy James & Conductor Williams* - Across The Tracks
Year: 2024
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Gangsta

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LYRICS

"Conductor we have a problem"
It's mafia, what else?
Yeah
It's Action
Jackson
Ay
Let's get it

I can't stress it enough
It's 227, til' a nigga fade to black
Made it back in one piece
80 racks in one week
Off a field goal
I kicked it with a three and it still sold
Young at heart but all that runnin' the street made me feel old
(Where we at)
Was taught to always be the message I bring
Pulled the soil from the stone
Some niggas would never be king
Could never compete
They know the flow is rather unique
I kept the receipts
Most of these niggas never was street
Forever some courage
Your bitch know that I never was hers
Since I jumped off the porch, been ahead of the curb
'Rex in the sink, this shit look like it took me at the altar
Quarter brick of girlie
Cuttin' up a cookie on the saucer
Stormin' on the dice, full force, I'm like a tidal wave
Owe my auntie Angie for me shortin' out her microwave
227-50-Z, niggas know we thick as thieves
Real street niggas never ratted, never bit the cheese

The first brick I ever touched was the worst brick
I always shook the plug hand with a firm grip
Knew I wanted to be the man when I turned six
Been havin' murder on my mind since they mur'd Rick
Got it out my system after I pulled that first skit
The first trip I ever took, we had to work shifts
Still expectin' me out, a nigga still ain't learn shit
Just some of the things that I had to come to terms with

300 racks in the duffy, I breed puppies
$3,000 PA leather, I feel like T-Stuckey
The last dime, 15 for a halftime
So dope all of my life, I used to rap as a pastime
When it come to fuckin' with women
Street life and this money I'm gettin'
Shit, you know me, I like the fast kind
Many got left hung out to dry, even strung out
See, none of us had a 20-year run out of one house
Before the papers came, was fightin' floaters like a paper plane
Know I been through worse, why I can't complain
Take the game with a grain of salt by the tablespoon
Fiends dancin' to the beat of my drum was my favorite tune
Lady Petunia on the corner, my busy team
Nigga play with that tuna, we gon' blow him to smithereens
Learned how to peddle drugs while I learned how to ride a bike
Blow strong as a quarter stick, signin' out J.J. "Dynomite"

The first brick I ever touched was the worst brick
I always shook the plug hand with a firm grip
Knew I wanted to be the man when I turned six
Been havin' murder on my mind since they mur'd Rick
Got it out my system after I pulled that first skit
The first trip I ever took, we had to work shifts
Still expectin' me out, a nigga still ain't learn shit
Just some of the things that I had to come to terms with