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[RJMrLA]
Swift
On  God, they be tellin' me‚ me

I‚  I jumped out the bed on one
Jumped up out the bed and go dumb
I was taught to fear no one
I  jumped out the bed on one
Yeah‚  I jumped out the bed on one
Jumped up out the bed and go dumb
I  could never fear no one, huh
I jump out the bed on one

[RJMrLA]
Ay, I jumped out the bed‚ it was go time
Money and respect is my cosign
Hangin',  that's best made for clotheslines
Time out the field just to tell who played both sides
Walk in my shoes, couldn't do if they was your size
I'm on the moon‚ makin' room for my whole squad
Skipped on some interviews, stepped over goal lines
My independent views got me gettin' profiled
Nigga, I jumped out my bed, I was on, ah
Diamonds project on the gold
What's understood can't be said on no phones
Drop bread on the wood, money good, it's a go
It's a four, it's a ten, it's a hit, it's a lick
It's the flick of the wrist, wet the pens like a fish
Hop back in the field, face fears like a zit
Interfere without a flinch, in her mirror lookin' rich
On God

I jumped out the bed on one
Jumped up out the bed and go dumb
I was taught to fear no one
I jumped out the bed on one
Yeah, I jumped out the bed on one
Jumped up out the bed and go dumb
I could never fear no one, huh
I jump out the bed on one, yeah

[ScHoolboy Q]
Woke up this morn', I could lose
Ride for the nights I was bruised
Can't move how I move, you would crawl in these shoes
I done blanked out my face, I done crashed all they rules
All these hoes I done flew, dropped a bag to my troop
I was taught how to shoot, now my checks say I hoop
For the set, I prestige from the groove that I bleed
On the kids that I feed I ain't fakin' my dreams
I done woke up, I jumped out my bed and went go
Would sleep in my bucket, from bucket, I rose
Been grindin', you still on your phone
You niggas been fakin' too long
The moment I'm hungry, I'm gone
Push start, got the Rolls with the kit
This thing ain't for show on my hip
Why you chasin' that bitch?
My money work angle, it flip
I tripled my balance, my gift
I count 'til I callus my tip

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