Grant Hill
Jab Julien
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Jab Julien Still ballin' on him even though I sprayed my ankle I hit it so good that she said thank you Not a fool even though I was born in April If they never truly loved you, they can't really hate you Like my nigga Squeeze I be blind to it You can do anything put your mind to it They wanna own my name and all of my music I'd rather do it on my own I ain't that stupid You really gotta watch who you crew with I bump team Eastside, ghetto boyz the blueprint Stuff I did years ago, they treatin' like it's new shit I don't even brag, so they act like I ain't do it Don't ask bout Kenneth, Infinite finished Back in the hood and it turned me to a menace You ain't tryna get it, you too worried bout an image Hate that I was ballin', now they bent you in a scrimmage Damn, the mixtape soundin' like an album I was goin' in knowin' this'll be the outcome Did it with a deal, now I'm bout to blow it out one Smokin' on cereal milk, yeah, this the la-la She used to call me daddy, but now they callin' me papa I always find a way, so it's never in me to not try If I bring her round and you can get her, then she wi-fi You know it's pounds only, ain't no high fives COVID came and it had us usin' lifelines And whenever I drop, it's the right time I'm in my right mind If you workin' and you focused, you can grow with it If you ain't got it, you ain't got it, but could go get it I wrapped the paper around the wood cause it had holes in it And I bulletproofed the safe from the gold diggers Show you how to go from fell off to well off Smoked this whole pack, he ain't even get a sell off Bills pilin' up and T-Mobile cut his cell off Ida came, I wish we had a boat so we could sail off I ain't the type of nigga that a bitch would try to tell off Ain't the type of nigga that a nigga try to gel off Niggas scared of jail, they get locked and write a tell-all She barely text you now, but you think she gon' pick up jail calls? I know I'm always preachin' that you gotta risk it But if you do some dumb shit, that come with consequences Money on my mind and a whole lot of bitches Cause I run a business and I got a whole lot of bitches Still ballin' on them even though I sprained my ankle I hit it so good that she said thank you Not a fool even though I was born in April If they never truly loved you, they can't really hate you
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