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5 years later - fifth ave jay lyrics

[intro]
let’s get it, uh, five years later
haha, these dreams, n*gga
uh, let me let you know
yeah, i say, yo, bro, what you wanna do?
i got my hand on the glock, first, on talk
we bout to hit him, my heads gon’ pop
we doin’ this sh*t like a what?
my n*ggas comin’ on what?
like jeff bezos sh*t on the city
cause you know i’m runnin’ it up

[verse 1]
it’s like it’s five years later
got a n*gga doin’ his thing
they say, yo, j, bout to rock up these stages
cause you know i’m gettin’ real paid
i meet a n*gga who doin’ his thing l *a *q *o *j, you gon’ blow up the stage
i’m not gon’ give, i’ma do it i need a great n*gga when i’m gettin’ this payin’
fifty hundred for a feature, tell them n*ggas you ain’t paid
none of this free sh*t, no more, kid i cut it off and now i’m playin’
it’s like it’s five years later, n*gga
n*ggas still jackin’ fifth i tell them, catch him a k!ller and sh*t
i catch him, eat me, i’ma hit him and sh*t
don’t talk, double, i got him birdo on the truck, like spartan, i got him like what, how the few? i tell a birdie, i spot him, i drop him
gang, you wanna talk on this sh*t, i’m actin’ number one up in the prosper
i heard the labels really wanna scout, i’m actin’ draft on up in the paper
kid, new york, shout out my n*ggas, we ball at the knicks
yo twister, hit a stick, i call a midget, we ballin’ brick
we on top of this sh*t, we runnin’ the money, we runnin’ it up sh*t fifth, gotta get it, what’s the bag?
my n*ggas runnin’ the sh*t on this sh*t i got money, n*gga, i don’t talk
i’m a young n*gga through a sting
broke out the knock, bro, bang, i heard this sh*t got me up in my lane
like them n*ggas wanna talk on this sh*t, i’m actin’ young n*gga up and sing
it’s double *oh *seven, call me james bond
n*gga, i ain’t playin’ no games, yeah it’s five years later, n*gga, i ain’t feelin’ no weight
got a n*gga walkin’ the stage, act like o.j
you about to blow up the stage, how they talk, i ain’t feelin’ no weight
i call lil’ bro for the mage, what’s the plug?
hit a name, i know these n*ggas, they feelin’ my name
like you steppin’ inside, i’ma get him
like a bro got the chopper, gon’ get him
bap, diss him, go get him
bro, they got spot him, got him, diss him
got no time, what they gon’ do?
[verse 2]
i’m like your young n*gga, hang out the coop
when i slide, make it, i move i tell them n*ggas i ain’t make a truck, heard them opp n*ggas wanna pop
everybody wanna rock, young n*ggas speakin’ this game when it’s choppy
everybody wanna rock, boy, n*ggas can’t rap
i’m like a young n*gga, stayin’ packed
you know them n*ggas talkin’ with the facts i got em, spot em, b*tch
know i’m gettin’ to them racks
let me talk, step on this sh*t i’m like a young n*gga, do it again
they wanna talk, chop to a band
like a b*tch wanna f*ck with a young n*gga’s friend
ain’t no time, cut up the leaf all them b*tches really wanna talk
tell that b*tch, you gon’ frog it i’ma f*ck her, then i’ll make her weep
ain’t no time, step in this sh*t i’m like a young n*gga, runnin’ my mind
five years later, them n*ggas feelin’ like i did twenty to five
i’m only 20, do it bad, my n*ggas come and we throwin’ them racks
where you at? get back, gra, gra, gra, gra

[chorus]
it’s like it’s five years later, jack like o.j., you rockin’ him stage
i’m gettin’ money, i’m gettin’ real paid, hop out, fool, n*gga, i don’t play

[verse 3]
skrrt, skrrt, hop out, n*gga, you know i don’t play i got the glock, and you know
i don’t play, i call my n*ggas different than the status
like o.j., you really wanna do it, i make y’all n*ggas feelin’ the weight
i got the bag, triple i state, i got the money, i race
y’all n*ggas come and you talk about love, but them b*tches always showin’ love
i’m like a young n*gga, know what’s up
take care of the fam for our love
let’s go, b*tch, i’ma step with the glove
like you, michael, you punchin’ and talk on this sh*t
my n*ggas know i’m up, gang
[outro]
it’s like five years later, you know that i’m up
i throw the bag, different what’s up
more money comin’ with it up
gra, gra!

- fifth ave jay lyrics

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