lirik lagu jay5ive - return of the mak (cover)
[verse 1]
f~cked up, i don’t know why i did it
like, why i put my love in this b~tch?
i caught feelings for her, yeah, i gotta admit it
but she tryna play, so i’m done with this b~tch
you know i’m chase~down gang for my b~tch and the opps
b~tch, my legs gettin’ tired of runnin’ and sh~t
i seen [?], be one of the n~ggas who pop
independent, i ran up a hundred and sh~t
i get mad and i spin over east
lil’ bro with the gun, so he got it from me
free kapp, bein’ paid, we threw shots for the sweep
team was watchin’ you rob, it’s a robbery
16 with the gun, tryna slide on the [sneaks?]
i got brothers in jail and a daughter to feed
and i been ebk, so i walk with a g
and we mcfk, go and check on lv
not a rapper, i don’t like to hop out the v
i done did it, but i like to walk up on feet
m row cappin’, that n~gga be lyin’ to y’all
draco duckin’, and then he got hit with the v
mikey benzo, i told him, “let’s link at the bank”
why you pull up when they always duck from me?
i’ve been bangin’, but i had enough of the streets
if you don’t got a gun, get the f~ck out the streets
(grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
why you act like you love, but you playin’?
it don’t even matter, for real, i’m just sayin’
you think i be tellin’ ‘bout one of you n~ggas? you crazy
i’m the ticket, and you did bad and baited me
[?]
if it’s p, how the f~ck could i ace it?
[bridge]
(f~ck all that)
(f~ck matt sav)
(f~ck casey)
f~ck them dead n~ggas
and ron sleeze turned eight
[verse 2]
like, he better get out the way
ron sleeze come home and we sn~tch his chain
why? ’cause that lil’ n~gga turned eight
you ain’t hearin’ ’bout us? n~gga, we swing the belt on these n~ggas
lil shug got a blast on his face
and we bend through ave, while we each put a sh~ll on these n~ggas
police station ain’t keepin’ y’all safe
bro a lifer, but he gon’ be chrome every day
get a striker and tell brodie, “go on a chase”
i went in here and i give a whole b~tch away
if i like her, i might let her ride like my bae
he be fl!ckin’, so i gotta keep ryan safe
if they push up, i’m passin’ the baby to jay
brody washed up, like i’m into throwin’ on eighth
brody wildin’, he keep tryna throw up on eighth
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