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jordan jayellz harrell
jordan jayellz harrell
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jordan jayellz harrell
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Now I'm back with a vengeance, I'm just makin' my entrance Y'all be stealin, y'all be biting, y'all hoes owe me some interest I invest, so she impress, so I'm just playin' positions Who got next, like we got next, you gotta spend it to get it That's the rule, number one, number two, save your funds Number three, put it back, number four, watch it stack Number five, now you're live, number six, now you're chick Look like no other chick, this is how you get rich And I'm a product of my environment, all of my partners is poppin' like vitamins X-ray the body, it's dog all inside of it, slippin I'm fallin, I'm askin' for guidance again Prayin' for vision, cause these niggas trippin I know you my foe, but you act like my friend, this kush in the wind Yeah, I know that I sin, but I'm hopin' it balance like Libra Equity, fuck bein' equal, that's how you power the people Drop down and flap it like eagle Angel time, I don't do evil, my love a star in your face like I came from above It's parliament, baby, they fakin' the funk and we shakin' shit up Yeah, like 99 cent from the Wendy's, ayy, they know my name in the city My gas tank used to be empty, now I get 50s and Benjis My nigga and that shit is comin' in plenty But you know this shit can get tricky, or shifty Like gears, yeah, light years, yeah Ahead of these niggas, nomadic, that means I ain't settlin, nigga I'm pushin' the weight and I'm peddlin, nigga A jungle outside, I'm an elephant, nigga But talkin' bout drip, I'm a pelican, nigga I'm flyer than Ever, yeah I'm in the office workin' on R.O.I.s and leveraging Just makin' shit better for me and mine Keep goin, lil' homie, you'll see your time I took me a break just to write this verse It's just a game, I can't even lie I'ma give y'all like five or ten Then I'ma fall back and live my life The fuck is you saiyin' like kaioken I stack it high, as a private flight That's the rule, number one Number two, save your funds Number three, put it back Number four, watch it stack Number five, now you're live Number six, now you're chick Looks like no other chick This is how you get rich I feel closer to God Drop the top in the convertible Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you Michelin star, nigga, we still servin you I feel closer to God Drop the top in the convertible Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you Tone deaf nigga we never heard of you Michelin star, nigga, we still servin you
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