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jay f’ass – first lap. (prod. by jay f’ass) كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
i done had my back against the wall
build myself up just to fall
look, it’s just bout to be fall
lost myself and through it all
almost gave on this sh-t
almost gave up on my b-tch
almost gave up what i am
looked at myself like “who is this?”
who is you?
askin’ if i’m workin’ like i stopped with this sh-t
waitin’ and watchin’ in the back, tryna see if i call it quits
tryna see if my heart done switched
well, it did, and changed for the better
god tears rain down sometimes in bad weather
ain’t got no umbrella
i’m finna get soaked
runnin’ in the rain like my old childhood days
kanoheda, runnin’ laps, and i still do
like i done lost my brain
sh-t’s insane
walk outside, and barely see kids tryna play
we ain’t inspired, we traumatized
by the things we see ‘n we hear ery’day
f-ck college, i done had my share of the system
lost parents tryna get they kids to get scholarships
to be lost in life with ’em
that ain’t my story
my parents ain’t graduate
you don’t see n0body in here with degrees
mom tryna finish college
don’t know what my pops doin’
but it’s fine if i gotta do me
’cause see it’s been 5 years since i started
been 2 years first time recording
last year, i dropped my first single
right now, nine ain’t in the world and
kinda tired of bein on “his” time, “her” time
this time, it’s on mine
it’s my terms, and i’m finna set sh-t straight
therapeutic with my words
no time for people who temporary
no time, not at all
i barely got time for my own thoughts
and they mine, after all
reese’s puffs up in my bowl
d-mn, we ain’t even got no milk
i been hungry at the stomach
pushin’ weights like it ain’t sh-t
so this me brushin’ the dirt off
yeah, and gettin sh-t together
not expectin’ you to understand
expectin’ you to get up
nah, expect for me to sprint and take off
start up on my marathon
who put me on? not one
ain’t got no in’s, or i woulda been gone
f-ck up out my face talkin’ bout you just want the best for me
nah, you want what you think is best for me
think that sh-t carefully
’cause i’ma be the don of don’s
the number 1
the brightest light, like i’m the sun
shine on everything i’m on
b-tch, i’m gone. (pew!)

[break]
f-ck off my phone

[verse 2]
look, i’m just tryna stare outside my window to the city lights
turn around and see my girl naked dancin’
that’s future wifey
i’m tryna have all the f-ckin’ stress that i be stressin’ bout
bodyguards when i’m out
like cole in this b-tch
ridin’ bikes to my routes
knowin’ d-mn well i got that rolls-royce i wrote dat song about
maybe e’en that honda civic
i was young, whipped around
i’m just tryna elevate in every f-ckin’ way
took the staircase to the roof
you walkin’ slow, get out my way
got music on my belt
but like batman, need more utilities
shawty ’round my belt
my biggest thing with her is energy
f-ck that, i speak energy
the vibe when you walk in
the vibe you get when muh’f-ckas hate to hear you breathin’ in
n-ggas hate when you win again
b-tches hate when you win without em
thinkin’ every time you win
it’s a loss for them, like it’s bout em
f-ck that sh-t, hoe, keep on poutin’
i ain’t sugarcoatin’ sh-t
ain’t finna spare yo feelings to let you be trash at suckin’ d-ck
holy sh-t, i’m takin’ holy sh-ts
it’s god’s flow what i spit
ain’t no preacher, but got preacher’s fist
how i believe in this
f-ck hoe, i believe in me
on my books, no stephen king
write my life, w-e- dubois
black pride, i spread my wings
check my hair, cantu please
b-tch, is you bored, hoe?
then forego
and get to suckin’ this d-ck how i like
do that sh-t “slo-mo”
you change forms, i stay formal
full charge, ain’t got no cord though
hold on, big fella
drama beyond me, and i mean moreso
then usual, ’cause we been through the words and gossip too, ya know?
so keep it true, and i won’t have to make my circle pupil hole
’cause my mind 84, bro
so nah, i don’t wanna party
i’m addicted to the stu’
and makin’ sh-t that real keep rockin’
don’t care if i don’t hit radio
but this rate, know i will
never worried bout tha bills
but i know that sh-t gon be hills
benjamins gon be mountains like i’m talkin’ bout rushmore
this my muh’f-ckin’ come back
you get one lap, and plus more, hahaha…

- jay fass

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