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curtis bray - jump at the crib lyrics

i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib
way back at the crib
i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib man
man, look what i did
i’m on a roll, my money don’t roll
my money’s too big to be folded
i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib
my city is on one
my city is golden

like tints on a window, they’re whipping all blacks
blue & gold mask, they can’t hold me back
whole city pull up whoever you at
you don’t want your name to pop in the chat
lucky, my n_gga, he swipe it too fast
see my n_ggas just slide, they don’t think, they react
send her a snap, i don’t do double taps
i get with her oncе then i’m sendin’ her back
i got my foot on thе backs, of n_ggas who think can rap
i’m doing ‘em cold, like my first name jermaine
they gon’ dread me like a head full of braids
took for your chick then i passed her like mase
you n_ggas who think that you got it
my wallet as big as chris wallace
deposits like _ at the bank
blow puff in your face
ain’t n0body safe, i run up the stakes
in love with my state
1/28, the date of the greats
fire be coming from out of my lungs
i burn rappers up & i spit out they ashes & grind them back up into blunts, yeah
i’m hungry like lunch, is this what you want?
i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib
way back at the crib
i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib man
man, look what i did
i’m on a roll, my money don’t roll
my money’s too big to be folded
i got it jumpin’ way back at the crib
my city is on one
my city is golden

a lot of young n_ggas done stepped to this mic
but they quite couldn’t pull it
the sword in the stone
make ‘em bite bullets from shots that they throwing
their shade couldn’t touch me, my jacket is gold
like the turf that i’m holding
you n_ggas can’t hold not a match to the flames that i’m throwing
you all gon fold
like some clothes
when i tell your lil ass get to packing
i’m smacking the door in
i’m back for my throne
girl i’m too busy, don’t come on too strong
in love with my city, they get what they want
if n_ggas don’t feel me, forget what they on
i run up the numbers but i never run
we’re so far up that i cannot see them
i am a boss
you ask how high when i tell you to jump
if you cross us, you’ll get ran off by my dogs
i’m really not the one you wanna see
these rappers out here, they‘re not messing with me
these n_ggas just really not nothing to see
they all sounding weak but i’m back on the scene
i made the city jump, jump, jump
i made the city jump, jump, jump
i’m really not the one that you wanna see
these rappers out here, they‘re not messing with me

- curtis bray lyrics

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