make me lose it - jackboy lyrics
[intro]
(pipe that sh*t up tnt)
(mmm, trill got the juice, n*gga)
[chorus]
these n*ggas keep playin’, they boutta make me lose it
don’t compare me to none of them, they only thuggin’ in they music
swear that my life is f*cked up with nothin’ but sin
and i done paid the price, so in my head with i would pretend
glocks extended, opps, they getting finished
these n*ggas claim they ’bout it but they ain’t livin’ how we livin’
in real life i’m winning, so f*ck you and your opinion
you can keep your two cents if it ain’t help make these millions
[verse]
you can keep your two cеnts, b*tch, you ain’t help me make a dimе
can’t work no nine to five, in my eyes that’s wastin’ time
i done got it off the muscle, hands*on with my gun
i done got it out the mud but they still hatin’ how i shine
wake up in the trenches, can’t leave the house without my nine
woke up in the trenches, that boy life still on the line
gotta keep a gun, don’t wanna see his mama crying
if it’s a shootout i’m not gonna be the one that’s dying
shots go off, shots firing
can’t find the opps, they love hiding
step in my scope, i love sniping
i ain’t got time for no fighting
ho, i won’t go toe to toe, pop you like i’m tory lanez
give no f*cks, i’ma let it bang [?]
let ’em hear my glock sing
sharpshooter, don’t need no range
all my n*ggas [?] tryna bust his brain
my shooter don’t take pictures, he don’t want no fame
used to run in the streets now i’m runnin’ the thing
a brand*new coupe now it’s switching lanes
got a brand*new b*tch drive me insane
she just get the d*ck, you don’t get a ring
[chorus]
these n*ggas keep playin’, they boutta make me lose it
don’t compare me to none of them, they only thuggin’ in they music
swear that my life is f*cked up with nothin’ but sin
and i done paid the price, so in my head with i would pretend
glocks extended, opps, they getting finished
these n*ggas claim they ’bout it but they ain’t livin’ how we livin’
in real life i’m winning, so f*ck you and your opinion
you can keep your two cents if it ain’t help make these millions
[instrumental bridge]
[chorus]
these n*ggas keep playin’, they boutta make me lose it
don’t compare me to none of them, they only thuggin’ in they music
swear that my life is f*cked up with nothin’ but sin
and i done paid the price, so in my head with i would pretend
glocks extended, opps, they getting finished
these n*ggas claim they ’bout it but they ain’t livin’ how we livin’
in real life i’m winning, so f*ck you and your opinion
you can keep your two cents if it ain’t help make these millions
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