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jealousy - gunna lyrics

[intro]
(playmakers)

[chours: lil duke & gunna]
b*tch i’m the sh*t and i know that you smellin’ me (b*tch i’m the sh*t)
runnin’ with real, all my n*ggas some felonies
“boy, you got next” and that what they keep tellin’ me
i’ma just live it up, f*ck all that hate and that jealousy
i’ma just live it up, f*ck all that hate and that jealousy (yeah*yeah)
i just been prayin’ to god and he kept on blessin’ me
please do not check for me unless you know it’s a check for me (know it’s a check for me)
i went and cashed out a bag, it brought out the best in me

[verse 1: lil duke]
ran this sh*t up, bought a bentley b (ran it up)
paralyzed n*ggas, they feel a g (feel a g)
bad little b*tches they k!llin’ me
major league ballin’, you n*ggas in little league
still rock a show out in italy (italy)
dive in the crowd and we wildin’
all of my n*ggas, they violent (they violent)
i can’t keep that b*tch, she got mileage
gotta get hard and move silent
i gave this lil’ b*tch some molly (molly)
since a young n*gga been ’bout it
breakin’ on twelve, f*ck the bounty
play with my shooters, they pop at your head, dog
hop in that foreign and sped off
aim at his top, we don’t aim at no legs, y’all
just like a deli i want all the bread, dog (want all the bread, dog)
[chours: lil duke & gunna]
b*tch i’m the sh*t and i know that you smellin’ me (b*tch i’m the sh*t)
runnin’ with real, all my n*ggas some felonies
“boy, you got next” and that what they keep tellin’ me
i’ma just live it up, f*ck all that hate and that jealousy
i’ma just live it up, f*ck all that hate and that jealousy (yeah*yeah)
i just been prayin’ to god and he kept on blessin’ me
please do not check for me unless you know it’s a check for me (know it’s a check for me)
i went and cashed out a bag, it brought out the best in me

[verse 2: gunna]
i’m splurgin’ out in an audi (the audi)
you talk ’bout this sh*t but ain’t ‘bout it (you ain’t ’bout it)
me fallin’ back off? b*tch, i doubt it
i just made another deposit
got all kinda drip in my closet
if i gotta problem, i solve it
dig in this b*tch, break her walls in
pick up them racks like i’m callin’ (yeah)

- gunna lyrics

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