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no questions - jammer lyrics

[verse]
don’t stress that
tell man “p-ss me the jet-pack”
ain’t got time for a set-back
money in the paper, get that
dem man ain’t got a clue doe
surrounded by kings like chess
life’s not a game like cluedo
some manna gotta shot that press
manna out here on the grind
a lotta manna tryna seek and find
manna get money in the mornin’
i get money in the evening time
manna tryna get that paper
but i ain’t tryna work no line
manna man’s not r-kelly
i don’t wanna shot, bump and grind
guns blow when it’s punch-up time
i’m a [?], i’m a one-touch guy
they got [?], but they watchin’ mine
i hit the chart, then i watch it climb
lord of the mics, manna watchin’ grime
lords of the mics when i drop this rhyme
all of the hype, can’t stop this hype
everything dead when i got this mic
president t, k!ll of k!lly
didn’t really want it with me
might get an o for my g
might fly over the seas
man’s high over the [?]
holdin’ my sheet
p-ss me a chip of that that ‘garette
while i’m rollin’ my weed
known to police
when man roll to the show
young-ans holdin’ the heat
known on the st–t
man wanna hype on the phone
but won’t go to the east
don’t wanna beef
heard my man is vegan
that’s why he don’t wanna meet
play fair, not dirty
lookin’ at his clutch on my [?]
that’s why you don’t wanna cheat
your girl pleased me
she but she goes home with you
that’s where she don’t wanna be
gally on deck, gally on lock
she’s underneath while manna on top
grime mc, then manna gone pop
man’s at yard, then manna gone shop
trill a mc like manna on top
bell a mc like manna on what
stop that, start that, get that, what?
take man’s iphone, tings get shot
don’t let man roll up to your spot
kick mans door down, eat from your pot
me and my gs, yeah, we’re eatin’ a lot
could have been cold food, could have been hot
us manna eatin’ great
gotta have food on the table
manna on job
dem man aren’t eatin’ at all
the money ain’t tall – and they lost t–th from the bobs
murder a mc quickly
with the ruff squad, like shifty
50/50 manna get chips like dixy
bun a mc like [?]
pattern up like mindy
a lot of bad man move kinky
man don’t question my history
i told man, “link me”
ain’t got time for the drama
man just work with the victory
man’s gonna win
god’s in my heart, but man’s gonna sin
roll with the angels, not with the gin

- jammer lyrics

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