New Era Lyrics – JPEGMAFIA

Read the full New Era lyrics by JPEGMAFIA from the album EXPERIMENTAL RAP along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Jpegmafia’s music, you can also explore Lights and His Will, two other songs by Jpegmafia.

[Intro]
You Know
Yeah
(??)

[Chorus]
Look, I come from an era where n!ggas was bumping Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50
I come from an era, you hit that b!tch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swiftie
I came in the game with a plan and I executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me
Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don’t settle, I know regular b!tches miss me
Breathe (Ah)

[Verse 1]
Flew so many b!tches out, they thought that I was trafficking
These b!tches gotta be different buying fufu s*it from Africans
Pepper spray, covert packaging, yo’ b!tch can still wanna tag me in
Yo’ back’s up on the wall, shaking it off, you get to clapping
Now cops don’t need to get called, reasonable cause, baby, they capping
They can’t search us without a cause, I know the law, they be rapping ’bout that s*it
I don’t need no one but that b!tch, I don’t know who she fu*king with
I don’t know if she think I’m, I just put 80 on my wrist
You entertaining other d!ck, that’s so frustrating
Gotta be careful where you aiming, they’ll find the shells in the casing
Whipping on these n!ggas, you 35 in a basement
With parasocial activities, your life is what you make it
Hoes in the Sprinter, she throwing M’s when she shake it
Now I used to give out fades, then I got paid, now I’m more patient

[Chorus]
Look, I come from an era where n!ggas was bumping Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50
I come from an era, you hit that b!tch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swiftie
I came in the game with a plan and I executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me
Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don’t settle, I know regular b!tches miss me
Breathe (Breathe, ah)

[Verse 2]
Back in the yard, if we up it, the judge won’t under-rug it

Uncomfortable when I tuck it, you better not miss or duck it
I seen some n!ggas drip buckets, I gave my hand to cuff it
I know my leader’s a puppet, he letting Putin fu*k her
I got the keys to the Bimmer, b!tch, Sim Simma
We light you up, like Akon and crack your bulbs till you dimmer
How in the fu*k is you making a buck? N!ggas be lame and not giving a fu*k
N!ggas be sticking that b!tch like a puck, now I be treating that ho like a
Gotta have a son to trust, everyone gonna call it luck
You gotta keep the ball in front, slide your feet and look for the cut
These b!tches really wanna fu*k, they want everything all at once
They chipping at my tolerance, some of these hoes I ain’t proud of them
I only hit it once, then she egged my car and called a bunch
I gotta take your dinner and eat in front of you for the ones, b!tch

[Chorus]
I come from an era where n!ggas was bumping Jody Breeze, Juelz, Gucci and 50
I come from an era, you hit that b!tch with the thicky, she defend you like a Swifty
I came in the game with a plan and I executed it so well, they wanna dismiss me
Off that twisted metal with unicorns, I don’t settle, I know regular b!tches miss me
Breathe (Ah)