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lirik lagu rotation – jimmy

[verse 1]
i came in the game, i was scheming and plotting
plotting on a next man cah’ the games so horrid
didn’t like the feels of being next to nothing
done some wrong things but i’m far from a wrongen
i’ve done some wrong things just to make things right
my n*gga done some wrongs but it’s calm, i still love him
even though i got him, it don’t mean that i trust him
i’m so so sorry mum, i know i’ve been stubborn
still dealing with some bricks, i don’t work in construction
i’m my own boss, i don’t follow instructions
every time i get pulled i get the [?] of induction
i can’t leave the shaves, i’m just being honest
look, if you lack then that’s down to you
bet it’s you who’s responsible for gеtting touched, thinking you’re unstoppable
if it ain’t thе gyal i couldn’t give a f*ck at all
used to hop out of dingers, hoping someone falls
or sat in the t, hoping someone calls
and we ain’t cool if you’re rocking with them constables
the games so fake, i’ll be real, i’ve sussed it all
look, jimmy’s on a runaway
the block stays baking hot, summers day
summers day waiting for the opps to come away
or i might be three up, sippin’ on a sommer ray

[chorus]
i’m tired of court dates, feds, probation
the guys going jail to jail, lost in rotation
conspiracies and nuff’ observation
i’m too paranoid, i can’t trust my neighbours
i’m tired of court dates, feds, probation
the guys going jail to jail, lost in rotation
conspiracies and nuff’ observation
i’m too paranoid, i can’t trust my neighbours
[verse 2]
why spend years on a hustle if not profiting
five years deep, he’s still struggling
it’s calm thought, it only takes a day to make a change
literally make some change then make a change
i found my own pattern, fell in love wid’ it
i made my first bag from the block, i ain’t stop huggin’ it
you ain’t done enough street if you still love the strip
i could never rat on my darg, i’ll take the punishment
used to roam the streets like a drunken
but really and truly i was hittin’ dem’
guilty to the judge but to mummy i play innocent
i got hot so i told my young boy get rid of dem’
come like the t is all i know
everyday i’m answering phones, when it comes i get it sold
i just let the money grow, i love the look of them purple notes
outside in all types of weather
i knew i’d be a trapper when i first learnt to measure
i knew i’d put the p’s before the party and the pleasure
always knew before i leave the crib make sure i take the wetter
tell my bro to keep his head up, i know you’re kinda’ fed up
third time in the wock house, this jail ting is dead up
i ain’t writing letters, send my jail brudda’s cheddar
most of them in the can, lookin’ wham, gettin’ bread up

- jimmy

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