Correction Lyrics JUMPSTREET by Van Buren Records

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Lyrics

(Jiles)
A lot of sh*t, I don’t f**k with
Eastside gang bangin' with
The same n***as that I grew with
DP stay with two clips
Like Spike Lee, I talk sh*t
But I ain’t 5’6
I’m like Big Meech
And that 22 like Jonah Hill
It’ll catch a n***a off Jump Street
That body cold, better grab chalk
Was in the streets you on sidewalks
That’s all day and that’s all y’all
Y’all all game, y’all all talk
But I’m with it
Knock the sh*t off ya fitted
We all seen it broad day but if ask no one knows who did it

(Luke Bar$)
If I want his head then I ain’t pa**ing up
He would be alive if you ain’t gas him up
I ain’t here to play, boy, I be stacking up
Me and all my n***as we some terrorist
Riding in the hills we playing hit 'em up
I ain’t coming home til I reach a hunnid mill or something:
Mama call my phone she asking me what you playing for?
Boy I need a crib on the hills leavе that n***a dead
Mama need a Band and a Benz and some cigarеttes
Imma house hold name kinda big on the internet
She know Luka Brasi, it don’t take too much to get her wet
Told that b*t*h I’m with it
Blicky hit his fitted
Gun in up in his face now be acting like a Christian
Flashing on the 'gram, that mean he got lil pennies
Only time I’m politicking when it’s for the pressies
I been chasing ghost all I see is dead faces
I love green and gold, you think a n***a racist
(Jiles)
A lot of sh*t, I don’t f**k with
Eastside gang bangin' with
The same n***as that I grew with
DP stay with two clips
Like Spike Lee, I talk sh*t
But I ain’t 5’6
I’m like Big Meech
And that 22 like Jonah Hill
It’ll catch a n***a off Jump Street
That body cold, better grab chalk
Was in the streets you on sidewalks
That’s all day and that’s all y’all
Y’all all game, y’all all talk
But I’m with it
Knock the sh*t off ya fitted
We all seen it broad day but if ask no one knows who did it

(FELIX!)
Had to give the city hope man, no I can’t forfeit (no way)
I'm just tryna, be up, too rich, so i can’t do sh*t (uh ay)
Been a minute since i bullsh*t, nah i can't see a bliss
Working like i got 2 kids, got baby blue timbs
Lately i been acting boujee, been only rocking exclusive
Guess it’s something born with, littest n***a on the corner
She said it’s phenomenal, baby, thats only warm up
Bend that a** backwards baby till 4 in the morning
N***as been acting backwards and lately it’s kinda alarming
Kay okay, I’m back and baby we just getting started
When I wake up in the morning another them bank deposits
I can’t let it go, let it go, I’m in her mouth yeah
You know how it go
Kapital, like I’m the president
You was dead wrong
Vetements this isn’t vetements
I’m animal, paranoid
How can you blame my the kid
She ain’t coming home, coming home
I’m Still her favorite
Dangerous dangerous
She with the gang gang yeah
Wait a minute, wait a minute
How can I maintain yeah
She with the gang gang yeah
She with the gang gang yeah
(Invada)
And I’m gettin stupid on this sh*t
Like dey done held me back a couple grades
I think n***as mighta put a senzu in my Gatorade
When I pull up anywhere I need a Bentley motorcade
Put that thunder on em now they gotta C if he OK
I been working like a slave
Tryna make sure they remember my name
Arrogant b*t*hes be f**kin on lames
I cannot do dat boi dat is a shame
I came thru like I’m the reaper
We not the same boy I am a creature
True Religion on me like I’m a preacher
Church girl on me her daddy a deacon

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