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lirik lagu bookbag kid – jay jullio

[hook 1]

i speak fa the ones ain’t have nun
had to suit up fa buisness i stand on it
had to take a lil break from the fast money
i don’t wanna hear the cap put the facts on it
i was down for the ride read between the lines now ain’t no more being a crash dummy

no mo showing love put tax on it
book bag kid keep a mac on him
i don’t hear what they telling me
started off last place now i don’t see them ahead of me
i don’t think they prepared for me
they ask why i ain’t got a feature i think that they scared of me

i custom my code my groups of behavior comе different they digging my еtiquette
i don’t give a f*ck bout the hype they keep yelling bout rappers i know they ain’t ready yet

[verse 1]

raised around bosses even through losses i held it down i’m repping that
i’m the type pull up dolo no weapon and post in yo section the same place you stepping at

marriot only place i’m checking at
we don’t like what he send we send it back
how the f*ck n*ggas beefing ain’t spinning yet i’m convinced all of this sh*t for the internet
told them cut off all of the chitter chat cut me a bigger check n*ggas running the streets where they children at

n*ggas big homie to other n*ggas who be ratting in my eyes you a bigger rat

too much hoe sh*t going on i ain’t feeling that
she ain’t 10 outta 10 i ain’t seen with that
it ain’t come with the seal i ain’t drinking that
if i could give up all this sh*t get my k!llas back

out of all her n*ggas i’m spending the most
praying to my demons from back of the ghost
stack cuban on cuban like toast
had cuban on molly i’m f*cking them both

don’t compare me to rappers ain’t close
i put on my folks when they needed me most
i gotta acknowledge the times i was broke

one cup of the syrup with no cough to clear up
see the realest i look in the mirror
this ain’t no cat it’s a urus
she suck me like she want veneers
they too broke for a war let’s be serious
shooters in cleveland like cavaliers
they playing catch up for a couple of years
we send them up top like we going up stairs

[hook 2]

i custom my code my groups of behavior come different they digging my etiquette
i don’t give a f*ck bout the hype they keep yelling bout rappers i know they ain’t ready yet

[verse 2]

he knew it was deep he dived an died
i see the opps everywhere but outside
head tap fa thinkinh he wise
racks fit me like they true to size
clip in da glizzy came capotilize
upping the bets i went against all odds

we hit blocks til we need tires
i count gwuap til i get tired

caught that boy with his d*ck inside his hands i know they p*ssed
drop a bag on one my shooters they come back saying they missed

keep my b*tch dripped in chanel like it’s free or sumn ain’t no trick you tripping
got cases pending we still active we the reason n*ggas left the city

you ain’t took no soul betta stay yo ass you don’t wanna be around when we street sweep

moma keep praying fa yo baby i’m sinning i’m paying fa anything that a leave opp deceased

who said life ain’t free can’t say that bought patek philip with all gc
i’m still in the stores i’m catching the code til i hear the register say beep beep

[hook 3]

i don’t hear what they telling me
started off last place now i don’t see them ahead of me
i don’t think they prepared for me
they ask why i ain’t got a feature i think that they scared of me
i custom my code my groups of behavior come different they digging my etiquette
i don’t give a f*ck bout the hype they keep yelling bout rappers i know they ain’t ready yet

- jay jullio

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