Search results for 'never know dvd by jack johnson' Page #215

must stay true with this
Take a trip (I ain't finna come back)
Saw through fake (I don't wanna see yo face)
Dug the dirt (now you hittin' my jack)
I know

The better guy 
Don't be surprised 
I take it high
And feed the night 
You dead on sight

Never had a fucking problem with ducking apologies 
I'm an anomaly

not really smart but she ain't basic
She let me stash the dope and guns she ion say shit
Huh you know how that go you ain't no real jack boy if you

don’t waste my time only bankrolls
We can’t catch a break
Yeah these niggas snakes, you can tell by face
Like this shit a race
Ain’t no competiton we

Boom pow
How you like me now
Boom pow
How you like me now

Look
Tell these niggas that they time is up
Black wonder hit me up
And know I'm out

around
Fuck around and Jack you
Have yo people tied up and smack you
Where yo OG at he ain't told you
These boys ain't about no money
These boys crashing

22
Got the gun in my pocket a 22
Shove that Bihh in yo mouth like a tablespoon
Make you think you eat shit when it doo doo do
Juicebox
You know I pull

and forgotten the dream
Ambiguous to what my thoughts mean 
Tell these crackers to get their hands out my pockets 
Live life in living color I can never go back

moma you suck ya titty baby
Cool it down but I get it baby
Never known you was with it baby
Two for three can ya dig it baby
Kiss her nipple ima hit it

Ya, it's like
When you coming from the bottom
Only way you know is up
Ya bitch I'm still juggin'
But shit now I'm in Texas
Eating big boy chips,

Sugar daddy right next to me
I keep him in control
He know if he pay me good
Imma get up on that pole
And I like them real drunk
I never let my daddy rest

Family amity 
Divided by cavity 
Closing it up
Just never sits right for me
Rightfully 
I have the right to leave
Happily  
Not from my family 
Actually

I'm always - first place but 
They still be second guessing 
3 by my side when I step in 
Read between the lines not the letters 
Rhymes not

take a puff of da weed
I know some niggas study gunplay graduate from the streets
Uhh
I'm all in motion they keep calling my phone
But if they ain't

Force ones 
They say they love you 
Say they got you 
They be loving for a hobby 
So I'm showing no remorse
And Ive never been a rookie  
Shawty giving me

eating that night now
The real niggaz gettin seconds on the unit
In my cell had stacks of jack macs and tuna
Poppy was the chef nigga never went hungry
Cus

of the green like guac
Or 20 more towns till I breeze by cops
Shit don’t be hitting my jack, I ain’t hitting you back; got a bitch on the call log
You know she

Counting money by the thous let it pile nigga
Till I reach M's all ten toes staying down nigga
I see all you mans hoes in the crowd nigga
She blow me & I

That she gat what
She gat who
She gat you? Stfu
What exactly you saying
Album mode who gat bars
I don't know who you are
What exactly you saying
Who you

Influenced by passion
Imagine the money
I'll make off rapping
People doubting
I know that they're capping
This rap shit ain't easy
Many quit, Believe me

another pill to avoid, open the door
Pretend I don't know her, go for a girl by the shore
Cope like that? Pop like that? Smoke like that? That's a fact
I

Bloodwort, Alfie and Oleander
Hemlock, Bobbie, Jack and Alexander
Adam, Adenium, Opium and Callum
Don't be fooled by their candour

Flowers, flowers everywhere

the signs
Shoulda never caught me by surprise
When I saw you with someone else
Yeah, that's the hand you dealt
You just played with me so carelessly
You led

in a hot air balloon
Looking out this view got me thinking out the blue
Only couple things help me lift me out that mood
Yea you know that feeling when