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lirik lagu loa – jaron

one day everything will pay off just like it’s s’pposed to

how can i just settle for one if i got those two

jerry like springer she be slurpin’ like caprisun’s

come and tie the knot with king of diamonds, make her cantu

seen a jenny on the block she said tryna come through, but n-gg-s shootin’ in the lot

they fightin’ over red & blues, or maybe karma hit ‘em

ran off on the plug ain’t pay his dues

the people highest up can never see our point of view

and the one’s that get put on forget they lived beside you

hit the spotlight cause n-gg-s work behind the scenes too

busted browns and hucklebee’s, inexpensive luxuries

them jordan’s use to puzzle me like n-gg-s growing money trees, shit

i would cop if it was up to me, grandad started funding me now new levi’s my dungarees, aye

aye will they f-ck with me now, or will they keep movin’ like it’s nothin’ to see

i’m startin’ to see how them n-gg-s knew just what was up with me

aye you gon’ lose it when you fake it tryna make it now them words don’t bruise they can place you in the states it’s in

you can’t run the track if you forget to tie your laces

radio won’t run it back if you ain’t shittin’ on your race, but i invented different raps so i could build a f-ckin’ case, added hi-hats and turned the muh-f-ckin’ b-ss up

i’m spittin’ dreams of living comfortably, i call ‘em premonitions

until my n-gg-s free, i feel like we all in detention

i took a break and came back, that’s just an intermission

aye, two things priceless that’s ambition and yo intuition

new emergence to resurgence, swerving and moving fervent

perfecting all my hooks like julius erving, clyde drexler, lyrical mind stretcher from n.c. to tribeca

my n-gg-s tryna find mecca, pressed like tire pressure

they pitching bullets like lester

aye stay low cause n-gg-s itching for stains

in my dimension we don’t mention the pain
so you can’t even f-ckin’ slip in the rain

aye stay low cause n-gg-s itching for stains

in my dimension we don’t mention the pain
so you can’t even f-ckin’ slip in the rain

i’m so tired of hearing ‘bout the same thing

give me this, give me that

that what you doin’ text, where you at

why you trippin’ if you not my main thing

give me some space, i really got a thing for movin’ at the same pace

i’m over comin’ over tryna fix what’s really over

barely talking when we sober like a toast should be in order

‘cause it’s no days off when you laid off

when people speakin’ down on everything that you’re made of

we livin’ in a world that’s grown accustomed to fake love

i know that god got us and the ones we don’t speak of, yeah

momma she’s been throwin’ them prayers up, and i’ve been swervin’ drinkin’ sippin’ out of the double cup

i gotta double up

- jaron

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