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jax hunters - back in the past lyrics
[intro: jax hunters ]
i was a b-m n-gg- back in the past turned into swaggy then turned into jax, i had no money but now i count racks ima have goons run up and take your pack
(it’s j-a-x i wake up and i flex yeah, with the bros and you know we up next yeah, aww i was a b-m n-gg- back in the past yeah turned into swaggy then turned into jax yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
[chorus: jax hunters]
i was a b-m n-gg- back in the past turned into swaggy then turned into jax i had no money but now i count racks ima have goons run up and take your pack they steady talking but don’t speak the facts claim they want beef but they do not want that run off with your racks (yeah) x2
[verse 1: jax hunters]
me and sebastian came up off a lick i’m in the spot booted up with your b-tch, my brothers grinding we tryna get rich mel in the back with the loaded up clip, i made the wave and they can’t catch the drip these n-gg-s haters that sh-t make me sick, diamonds my ear dripping like a faucet ya n-gg- a lame come f-ck with a boss quick, all the hating getting old gotta stay ten toes if i get up in a jam no discussions won’t fold (won’t fold) gotta stay ten toes no discussions won’t fold gotta stay ten toes (yeah)
i was a b-m n-gg- back in the past turned into swaggy then turned into jax i had no money but now i count racks ima have goons run up and take your pack they steady talking but don’t speak the facts claim they want beef but they do not want that run off with your racks (yeah) x2
[verse 2: treyeight]
baby i can never fold call little bro he might run off with your o, i can never be in my bag about a hoe had to get the bag had to go and get the dough (woah woah) can’t lose me a lick b-tch i’m back on my sh-t, my name’s 38 what’s the word with the sticks i had to bool out i was too in the mix both my n-gg-s got locked they was moving with sticks, if a n-gg- run up he get done up heard about me 38 put his gun up, i’ve been jugging sundown all the way till sun up tough on the net but you wouldn’t put ya gun up, i’ve been trapping many days tried to chill out but i’m stuck in my ways free all my n-gg-s that’s kicked in the cage you could get popped don’t play with the gang (aye aye)
[outro: jax hunters ]
(i was a b-m n-gg- back in the past i had no money but now i count racks)
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