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never left - jared graf lyrics

[intro]
i haven’t slept in like three days straight
i been blowing smoke to keep from crazy
i never left cause that’s how they raised me
i’m putting on watch my city praise me

[verse 1]
what the f-ck did you think this was?
did you really think i’d go create a buzz?
get everyone back at the label f-cked?
take a break cause i felt like i work too much
bet you didn’t think it’d be me
the enemy, i’m who your kid wants to be
i’m switching the flow like i’m changing channels
on the tv like what is this adhd, oh no
where’d all the talent go?
the wanna be rappers are ceos
in offices, f-cking bosses sh-t, i’m thankful that i mastered the flow
cause up there is somewhere i never could go
h-ll is hot, but heavens cold
and the devils woes are h-lla old
if satan comes at me i’m breaking his nose, adios
i’m getting p-ssed off
the same people saying i don’t spit raw
are the ones who’d give fetty a rim job
and say waka flocka is real hip-hop
well block my ears til it stip stops
time is ticking so come peep my wrist watch
i’ll go criss cross on rick ross, somebody tell me who’s the biss-boss
i ain’t playing around, i’m a new breed the hottest, can’t f-ck with the crown
f-ck a b-tch til her ankles brake, eating cantaloupe, on a paper plate
and we can’t elope cause this ain’t a date
tell her hold my d-ck like a shake a weight
life’s a dumb blonde broad with an -ss, b00b job, tube top, and ha two socks!

[hook]
i see them try but can’t do like i do
i’m not in this to make friends, just rivals
this game’s a b-tch and i think i’m in love
but i just be repping the 508 cause
b-tch we never left, but we back up in it
living check to check, but now we stacking digits
who the f-cks got next? it ain’t a question is it
i’m the f-cking best, y’all can’t be messing with it

[verse 2]
i’m back in this sh-t like i never left
on my second breath, yeah i’m a threat
i’m intoxicated and i got you waiting
for some new sh-t that’ll drop and maybe
satisfy the fiends for a second ain’t it
crazy how we’re finally making payments
for the studio and the record labels
but n0body can f-cking tame us (d-mn)

[outro]
i’m out the motherf-cking game y’all
play your sh-t then mine, tell me which is better
shout out to brandon for making me do this
not this song but the tape
privacy records 2016 b-tch

- jared graf lyrics

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