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jealous - ak bandamont lyrics

[intro]
ak bandamont, n*gga get bands a lot, n*gga you know that
everybody telling — half these n*ggas jealous
shid, everybody telling…

[chorus]
shid, everybody telling
half these n*ggas say they real
but half these n*ggas telling
how can half these n*ggas say they got me
when half these n*ggas jealous?
i’m finna go and load up half the clips
now half these n*ggas melting

shid, everybody telling
half these n*ggas say they real
but half these n*ggas telling
how can half these n*ggas say they got me
when half these n*ggas jealous?
i’m finna go and load up half the clips
now half these n*ggas melting

[verse 1]
was sick back in ’15 — they cooked my dog, he became a felon
i was all alone, ain’t have n0body, they was acting selfish
then i started robbing just to get cheese, i had to pack a fully
i was out all night, running through cribs in the blackest hoodie
that’s why i’m stacking now — do it for my dogs, f*ck who under me
these hoes would die to get a n*gga with cheese just to f*ck for free
i learned the game at a young age, i live this sh*t, b*tch i’m [?]
we’ll clear yo block in one minute — we don’t find sh*t, we hit another street
i’m tryna stack 100, i got a 50 — i need another week
i called my dog, “come have a sit down with me, ’cause we finna eat.”
how is that yo mans if y’all ain’t grinding and y’all ain’t never eat?
i know a n*gga who rich, but you can’t tell ’cause he don’t never speak

[verse 2]
you n*ggas cop a rollie, ain’t spend five — then the bezel cheap
my n*gga got a life sentence for dropping a n*gga, he on level 3
you ain’t never fed yo hood, had a good day, then came and fed yo street
i probably be outta town, living my life — but the feds on me
gotta watch my back, can’t move without the strap — i keep a tec on me
don’t cross the line, i’ll blow you where you stand — but i don’t ref kobe
i blow a n*gga one time, he started leaking — i poured red on him
he was already bleeding, that sh*t was already falling ’cause his head open
i’ll shoot through yo chest, bro, f*ck a protection — ’cause yo vest broken
this b*tch talk so much — maybe just prove it and be less spoken
i’m finna wrap this one, zip two times — look like an egg roll
don’t run up on me tripping — i blow you quickly and now yo head gone
just hit the mall, blew bands just to get dressed — i got a check on
yo b*tch ain’t really loyal, she f*cking around — need to check on
i seen some bullsh*t in my life but keep my head strong
i flipped bag with a n*gga who turned snake — i shoulda kept both
this n*gga just bought a pound — i front him half to get the rest gone
a lot of street sh*t got nothing left, i give the rest hope
’cause most the real street n*ggas locked in cells and the rest gone
6/4 till it blow, b*tch — rip havic on my headstone

- ak bandamont lyrics

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