im back pt 2 - fifth ave jay lyrics
[intro]
(it’s cost finger, baby)
gang gang gang, let’s go n*gga
you ain’t talking n*gga, i’m back part two
i don’t like gang
(it’s cost finger, baby)
[verse]
gang gang, you know that i’m back
mr. goharba don’t feel no black gang gang when i diss on black
i keep a clock 20 in the sack gang gang finesse and i’m pull up
i know them n*ggas see me getting racks
they want to talk, jay, you really tough what cause you know i’m like that
i got no time for the sympathy, all these n*ggas ain’t right on my mind
i feel like a melee n*gga, got the murder in my mind
that n*gga come and you know my grind
n*ggas wanna talk about sh*t, i got no time
i ain’t showin’ no time, b*tch don’t go hop up on flea
ain’t no plaque, when i diss i don’t lack
i keep a glock 20 in the sack, uh*huh
cause you know i don’t lack, i got the bullet
from the nuts in the pack, they wanna talk like jay gettin’ back, yeah
catch e*man shoot his ass, how it’s gon’ go, hit him like that
i got no time, i ain’t worry about sh*t
how they talkin’ likе jay don’t get back
this is for the f*ckin’ youth
ain’t n0body short of truth
look at my eyеs, i’m a demon too
how they f*ckin’ with me, n*gga, you lose i got on top of this shot, ain’t scrippin’
cause them n*ggas, they know i ain’t pippin’ i got these n*ggas, they run like grape
like bullsh*t, i hold my stick i got the shotty different when i step, yeah
know that i’m back off the feet
b*tch, i’m gon’ hop up the v in the back
how they twerkin’, lil’ n*gga, it’s a fact i got on top of this shot, i’ll be back
that n*gga showin’ the fact part two, lil’ n*gga, i ain’t, i ain’t like
gang, like, f*ck it
what they gon’ do, i ain’t talkin’ to nothin’
party gon’ back out, go get him
party gon’ boom, party gon’ rush him
got no time for this sh*t, i be crushin’
and them n*ggas won’t talk about love
b*tches, they talkin’ bout love
n*ggas, they talkin’ bout hatin’
n*gga, you a f*ck
f*ck, boy, i don’t… what?
i got this b*tch, i’ma f*ck her real good
tell her, beat it
tell her, show it
b*tch, you won’t show me who, b*tch, i’m not hood
that n*gga doin’ sh*t part*time, n*gga, i’ma show you the grind
that n*gga showin’ his sh*t abc, lil’ n*gga, it’s my time
got no time for this sh*t it’s like the fightin’s
i’m about to throw up the bag
how they talkin’ like jay got the brooklyn?
i’m about to f*ck the streets yeah, you know i got n*gga got it
yeah, that’s how they f*cking with me. how do you think is they f*cking with me?
how these n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
i took four months off on this rap sh*t
how they talkin’, ain’t no caption
bodhi always got the packin’
we ain’t wearin’, we gon’ double it
i’m packed, n*gga, keep the chattin’
you ain’t see me, what you talkin’?
all these rappers gon’ acknowledge me (it’s cost finger, baby)
i don’t ever need no p*ssy, n*gga
all these rappers, n*ggas gon’ acknowledge me
i’m packed, b*tch, i gon’ hop up the v on a black
gang, gang, when i diss, i don’t whack
i keep a glock sittin’ in a sack
bam, bam, they wanna talk i got the bullet, nothin’ with the pack
they wanna talk, jay gettin’ racks
how they gon’ talk, n*gga, i’m gettin’ packed
look, i gotta do it for 50
all these n*ggas, they talkin’ bout 50
n*ggas won’t talk about sh*t with a bookie
little n*gga, i keep my bookie
with a stop, where the sh*t got me ick
like them n*ggas, they feelin’ me now
like these b*tches, they tellin’ o.j
we gotta go, get the city now
uh*huh, i’m about to hop up the v
mr. goh opened up back when he see gang
i know they ain’t f*ckin’ with me i’m back, part two
n*gga, i don’t like, they ain’t f*ckin’ with me
i got no time, f*ck all these rappers and the industry
got to top this sh*t, i’m on my own, don’t do my own little thing
got a top of the street, own my own room and do my own little thing got a top of a bag, party bottom, run up them racks, racks, racks
they wanna talk, cause you know i’m g*y inside them racks
yeah they know, jay ain’t got the city, cause these n*ggas know that i’m pac*king
[outro]
yeah i’m pac*king, yeah i’m pac*king
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