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atleast pac knew - jace! lyrics

[intro: jace! & katie]
you know i heard they want the old jace! back
oh yeah? who?
the fans
[laughs] yeah, type sh*t
you don’t think you could do it?
uhhh… maybe

[verse 1]
walked in like—
walked in lookin’ like a check or somethin’
i need me a wrap, bae, give me somethin’
she want me to trick on her and i can’t
payin’ for p*ssy? d*mn right i can’t

ride with the gun, i’m like bishop with a .38
ride with the gun, i’m like bishop, got juice
they wanted pac dead, at least he knew
they want me dead, at least i know

they want me dead, i ain’t gon’ go
aimed for three dreads and knocked off four
he think he a man? he signed his soul
she wanna try xans, and i’m like, “no”

shoot to the murda, might f*ck with baby four
too much money, but i know that my baby knows
n*ggas keep dying, don’t you think that it’s crazy, no?
popped out, shootin’ at my n*ggas a no*go
how you want war for some? f*ck*n*ggas don’t know
[verse 2]
broke n*gga shot a ‘k at me, it’s a no*no
bad lil’ b*tch and i’m f*ckin’ her slow*mo, oh no
take my love, gotta pay it back
get my heart broke, i’m off track

srt jeep, f*ck the track
how you p*ssy n*ggas like that?
all of you p*ssy n*ggas be cap
how the f*ck you shootin’ n*ggas like that?

said she like how i get her good, she like that
you know i might pull up, reachin’ for my mac
bad lil’ b*tch said she got my back
i’ma give it to her, make her reach her max

i’ma give it to her—
she like, “jace, what you be doin’, huh?”

walked in lookin’ like a check or somethin’
i need me a wrap, bae, give me somethin’
she want me to trick on her and i can’t
payin’ for p*ssy? d*mn right i can’t

ride with the gun, i’m like bishop with a .38
ride with the gun, i’m like bishop, got juice
they wanted pac dead, at least he knew
they want me dead, at least i know
they want me dead, i ain’t gon’ go
aimed for three dreads and knocked off four
he think he a man? he signed his soul
she wanna try xans, and i’m like, “no”

shoot to the murda, might f*ck with baby four
too much money, but i know that my baby knows
n*ggas keep dying, don’t you think that it’s crazy, no?

- jace lyrics

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