Release Critique: JayWood – PISTACHIOS | Hip Hop Review

Lyrics of JayWood – PISTACHIOS

What are your names?
Check your horoscope, pin it, turn it out into the transmission
Gone are the humble days hoping for shot at the modern gaze
Hear my ego flow in idle view
my ego glow a violet blue
Floating on the billboard while I meditate.
Knowing that this Mickey don’t compare to you
Hop off niggas I won’t answer
I say this cause I’ll “did it”
Hindsight 20 20
Funny how goes how the plan serve
Young, bright, black and beautiful
big dicked and refusing a cubicle
Ya mad cause ya mans locked in
Now go on take dat answer *look*
He don’t really mean to wild out
He don’t really need to give two fucks
always told to keep my head down, lookin thru the cracks till the suns out
They don’t wanna see a star shine.
I just wanna let my hair grow. Always looking for attention. I admit it. I can’t help it I’m a Leo
Even when you go to start fights waiting for the cause of a sun sign. It ain’t cool bein just fire cookin up a scheme on the inside
You don’t gotta think twice (I’m not the one)
Just holla at me if so (keep it a buck)
I’ll show you how we livin and what it is yuh cause I’m dat negro

I wanna see ya insides *pause*
Just tell me ya feelins
And mean it
Run n tell the whole world
You got ideas
Goin till I hips fail
Just wanna feel my ten toes up
Or down depending on what y’all say
All this thinking is it suicide or is it too late?
I’ve heard all this times before
Don’t you get caught up, just gotta stay all in
Eyes on the prize x2

Ooo I just need a vacation x2

I had to switch the gears em
I had to sit and write down
Veelin from the back door
Always in the view comin back around
I had to kick my feet up
NAW SWERVE DAT NIGGA MAINTAIN IT
Yeah I had to believe that I wasn’t “Insane wit the migraines”
So if you ever need to wild out
If you ever need to give no fucks
Maybe it’s a moment of importance
Own it getcha point across
They don’t know. So let em find out
They don’t know. Just watch em see saw
They don’t know. But don’t let em project the shit that make ya dick soft
Hands draining me *down down down*
I couldn’t give it flip so
Let me skip the details and play out the intro
If you don’t crack it’s Death row
Watch em puff out Pistachios
When he blow up Look at me go
When they ask who. Leo Negro