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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
J V S U N
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jasun Wardlaw Jr
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Track Team
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Wake up hit gym make bed
Ion wanna be them no ma’am
Think I rather be him instead
She be grabbing the stick two hands
Come here girl get in my bed
Shit
Well now you who made the beat
I could fuck a new hoe every week
Im really not gettin no sleep
I just feel like im different unique
**** sweeter than trickin & treat
Listen to me
I got some shit that the industry need
You already know how it go on these beats
I gotta roll up bout 4 in a leaf
I tend to leave when its boring to me
You gon know if you important to me
Really tryna give you more when I speak
Like you sitting here recording with me
Mama told me that she saw it for me
At a young age she could already tell
That im not the type you should sit on a shelf
Velcro flow I stick to myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I know you got questions babygirl
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
Get it my self get it my self
Back to the fact that they want to me to go
Back to a place that I dont wanna go
Figurative speaking im talkin bout broke
Not like the places you go on a boat
More like the place that you go with no hope
Tippin and toein and walking on rope
Thinking bout Trappin bout sellin some dope
I seen so many get caught on that road but said no
Dont gotta cap gotta boast
Bro got a mag with scope (picking em off)
These **** be cappin in quotes
Im really the actual goat (i’m really that raw)
Im bringing it back to the fold
Im really like shaq in the post (killin em all)
You should take out a pad and take notes
I just take a lil addy and go
Do keep on snapping
I remember I use to be happy
I remember me losing the baddest
I strike out and I do keep on battin
Been thru shit that you wouldn’t imagine
Its no way we can change what done happened
Aint no way that we came to be average
On the way to the paper the cabbage
I can’t fake it been Savin these rackies
How are you thinkin you lapped me?
Its never no trouble if I got you covered
I promise you dont gotta ask me
Came from the struggle my pockets was ashy
Now the boy keeping it classy
I could leave out wit Keisha
Leave out with tia
Leave out with Eva
Or Ashely
I got one from every side of the globe
Know some **** wipe the snot out ya nose
How I got this shit on lock with no code
Ben hill I be with Khai in the 4
Rockbridge road on the east im with M
Verses sounding like im preaching a hymn
I was down but still I seen I could win
Like the evening im a P with a M
Like a Teacher dawg I be with pen
Been with a pad
I cannot focus on shit that I had
I can’t lose focus and fuck up the bag
So many watch you and want what you have
Shit
I swear that im keeping my tabs
She asking me to spill my soul
Like **** is you really that bad?
Im telling her I don't know
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I know you got questions babygirl
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
Get it my self get it my self
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I know you got questions babygirl
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
I dont get it myself
Get it my self get it my self
Written by: Jasun Wardlaw Jr