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negative - jamar rose lyrics

[verse 1: jamar rose]
this ain’t j with a music beat, you gon end up fool to me
asking for my drop, so you can get bodied foolishly
i’ve been at the top in the game, it’s just a tool to me
blow the beat like loading a piece, i dump it rooflessly

[verse 2: jeesh]
yeah, brawn keep it two piece, just on like a movie screen
cause if you flat some face will take goody glasses for you to see
i’m gon be no send mail, lil boy, i want you losing sleep
put five to your face, i let it sing, and it be rude as sh*t

[verse 3: jamar rose]
back up in this sh*t, and i don’t need no facts
and we don’t step, at least to check, you pop me a vent
or check the pics to flat me away from thе set
cause you really bе actors, i don’t like the play on the net
[verse 4: jeesh]
this p*ssy paying for crest, like he don’t capping off on twitter too
stay talking on sh*t, let’s see you repping up eye if it’s true
i don’t need to touch a glock, handle little b*tch, that’s what my hitters suit
day i drop to day i was, stepping up, son, i never do

[verse 5: jamar rose]
ok, i’ma start for real, you ain’t got no gem appeal
no, for real, if i started sooner, i would have a mill
murdering beats when i hop, then i had to k!ll
conviction was something i was born with, you know the deal
expeditiously, i had to moving till i rose up
everybody eating at the table, but you know what
give me a plate, you not eating, here’s the semi*cup
i’m taking first place, you can set on all erupt
looking through the vanity, i can see my sanity
demons dancing like vents in me, k!ll em all singlehandedly
they was plotting on ending me, had to put down my enemies
and actually, i’m actively moving for a bag heavily
i seen them, they was mad at me, i smack em when i clap a beat
i left his body frozen, now they thinking that’s a masterpiece
was stepping up and said the sh*t, another body, actually
digging grave, go toe to toe at j rose and that boy jeesh

[verse 6: jeesh]
that’s some foolish sh*t, block hot when i cool a kid
riding the back of the trunk, i’ll let my goons ball, that’s some hoody sh*t
felling on, y’all be tweaking, handling y’all snooze to bits
sober as a beast, but all this smoke you want, i’m used to it
ready to get it started, let’s go, but i ain’t no baby
rapping, that was save me, to them profitiles and my head go crazy
having star for no lady, if i’ll do, it’s probably don’t know what i’m saving
tryna weed em on my garden, i’m gon let em in, if you posing up daisies
god feel, that’s word to him, if he jumpscare me
but it not get you brawl fall, when this sh*t tryna sh*t t
shawty wanna f*ck, but it’s fee, if you put halo to the team
and that’s free, but don’t count on that sh*t, i’m real picky
aiming off from days of students, tryna make me work
y’all like how i pull up with with a drummer band, boy, you gon hate me first
i was finna my way, i mangle with stitches names, you was make t*shirts
tryna memo with me, pull up with the fiends, time bout hate me dirt, b*tch
[outro: jeesh]
and that’s why, hahaha! this music sh*t is my therapy f*cking type sh*t, this was fun

- jamar rose lyrics

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