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| Song: | From the Jump |
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| Year: | | Length: | 0 sec |
Lyricist: Tom MacDonald
Lyrics:
Yeah My father once told me that, the best art is created by The man who has no intention of doing so So when you see us out here, not trying at all And you sittin' at y'all crib trying way too fucking hard Remember that You feel me I been the realest out the jump with it (with it) Y'all don't catch the play cause I run with it (with it) I don't fuck hoes I love women (women) I catch flights and they catch feelings (woo) Vancouver to California (California) They can't believe that I tried to warn 'em (warn 'em) Cocaine, I probably should (I should) No shame in Hollywood (that's true) Funny how things change though Money will make all your chains gold But won't help you find what you came for (woo) I get no love in the city that I'm from (from) I caught them red handed liked boxing gloves Too many rappers are bitter that I'm getting bigger Than them and they been through it all They're jealous that their biggest fans are just keeping them Cool and are also plugged into the wall They're bloggin' about me, they're talkin' about me They're way too afraid to just holler direct I been in LA for a minute They're stuck in the places I'm calling collect I only recognize the real people tryna make a million I'm not tryna make a deal with ya, y'all don't look familiar I'm just out here with my girl still, smokin' weed and chillin' I'm just stickin' with my day one, I see him in the mirror And man I feel so real as fuck You don't believe it, come fuck with me Man I feel so real as fuck I been the realest from the jump with it Been the realest from the jump Been the realest from the jump with it Been the realest from the jump Been the realest from the jump with it We don't have a single thing in common (no) You vacate to Kelowna and I stay in the Bahamas You don't have a diploma and I graduated honors Bought a grill and I still look like I'm singing for Nirvana Bunch of bad bitches in the cut with me God bless I appreciate the company I been in and out the city since I figured out You gotta kill the shit in different countries I been on my fuck you, I don't care shit Gold teeth, nose ring, super long hair shit (shit) I been on my fuck you, I don't care shit Running the city then running away to A place in the heart of Los Angeles Man be afraid Y'all should be very afraid Y'all should be chilln' at the high school prom Inside the gym with carrie afraid Y'all should be worried about it Lowercase letter, there's no way a-round it I live on the edge and my condo is haunted I'm body building, I build with all your bodies I only recognize the real people tryna make a million I'm not tryna make a deal with ya, y'all don't look familiar I'm just out here with my girl still, smokin' weed and chillin' I'm just stickin' with my day one, I see him in the mirror And man I feel so real as fuck You don't believe it, come fuck with me Man I feel so real as fuck I been the realest from the jump with it Been the realest from the jump Been the realest from the jump with it Been the realest from the jump Been the realest from the jump with it, (pussy)
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