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jitta on the track - ftw كلمات الأغنية

(intro)
yea yea yea, f-ck you, but i luv ya

(verse)
watch me – smoke live – hi5
i’m found – voilá – oh, my – surprise
i lie – who town – hood town – my town
who follow – gsha – gsha – i’m happy – i’m mad
i’m good – thumbs up – let’s ride – i’ll ride
it say the body ain’t jumpin’ unless the drugs ain’t free
a molly ain’t nuttin’ if she ain’t no freak
err’week we speak – briefly – hihi
f-ck you – i’m mad – no reason – high freezin’
much hotter than summer season
leavin’ my frequency in my speakers
don’t even speak to me either
yo girl is a receiver
mommy the fine leisure inside of a speaker
if she wanna meet like a cleaver
let her rip out the twitters
got more bars than adidas
might need some f-ckin’ cheer leaders
you jockin’ my sneeters, ridiculous, you need this
believe this, i’m p-ssed – i’m good
i’m trippin’ – i’m cool
f-ck you – love you – hate you
make room – break through – make news
you nuff – i know
i put it all up on my shows
i uncovered every flow
my n-gg-s coffin’ the dro’
kamika’s gon’ bring some hoes
rough pieces in centerfolds
love city we bout to blow
bein’ down smokin’ five leaf clovers in the snow
i know, i … aah

(hook)
f-ck the world, i love you all
f-ck the world, i love you all
f-ck the world, i love you all
f-ck the world, i love you all
(i was screamin’)

(verse)
brown shoes with the purple lace
eye face, crown jewel like urkel take side for the dirt escape
murder place, still stick figure, quick licks
x hittin’ rappers like t.v. dinners
see me, heard to kill quick, bigger name bandles
that’s why you shootin’ people claimin’ guns for big game animals
gettin’ change – copper range – flame roman candles
hopin’ i’mma focus – love is slippin’ like a soapy handle
here came cane ran through ’em like a rambo
d-mn deuban and do damage
i duke ’em and handle anything that i get started with
artistic and moderate fans hoop with the crew
before many sold-out performances
aw sh-t, it’s this flow switchin’ again on my stress
look at these bat soars makin’ me switch again
b-tchin’ my hand, sippin’ coronas
i’m back to bein’ a stoner, still alone
writin’ verses on the t, the vacuum store now
guess i can’t get these daemons out of me
but i only got one life, you know me
i might as well be me, not all you f-ckin’ rappers lookin’ for some
rickus after doin’ show, she suck you out after
i’m too real for that, i peel off infinities, do whatever i want
cause my karen can’t get to me, it’s simple, b
no more doin’ this sh-t for free and slam city records
they’re good of a fan as the rest is, peace
that’s what i say to the whole industry is not what i wanna be
you’re not gonna f-ck with me, i’ll cut you off the cutlery
cause who can eva feel yo sh-t? cookie coated artists
you will neva be as real as this
so when the radio don’t play me, that’s a f-ckin’ win
i’m ridin’ round my city and i’m feelin’ like the man again
but really i just wanna keep this music on
just keep yo heart to god and keep yo mind on yo biggest project

- jitta on the track

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