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untitled - jpegmafia lyrics

[intro]
because i like jpegs
eh, yeah
uh

[verse 1]
d*mn, how ya hold it then?
in the street, a little wolf in a pig pen
big mouth, back it up while you faking
and you n*ggas don’t diss and i’m starting to feel it’s serious
nah fly, take the stars and i’m away from ’em
back in the city off a perc that i’m p*ssing in
oh, somebody pray for these three
n*ggas die tryna make a, man
they gon’ find your b*tchass, face down
you want this n*gga? i’ll be that
in the grave you will be when i see that
you still ain’t ready to save
and you know that i’m still with that nonsense
leave lil b*tch in that field with no options
but you stay on my mind every day
it’s no secret, crying heavy on my head but i keep it
in the grave likе paul, i’ma heat it
amazon flin just the door and i’m beefing
(just got a brand new fadе)
motherf*cker, i’m stealing your conscious
know my enemy’s sick and it’s taunting
but you stay on my mind every day, for real
[verse 2]
uh, winter’s cold outside, get up in the office
dead n*ggas stream, better let me get the coffin
my main b*tch wanna get hit but i ain’t steve austin
when i die bury me next to scott harley
bottle shopping in my edges, i’m an alcoholic
gotta keep my hairline on candace owens, kevin owens
real n*gga, f*ck a token, melatonin
n*ggas sleeping on the moment, @ me a late night with the glock loaded
joe budden with the pump when i aim focus
n*gga, how ya never [?] when i’m on this hoe?
joe biden can’t remember, this i got a four
i be going
speed ’til the go, all this good souling
all these writers getting ride feel like dave told me
n*gga, f*ck a interview now i know what’s on me
now i’m trusting n*ggas [?] gotta catch the chrome on me
catch a n*gga in the lobby hit ’em with the areley
and i’m f*cking at your partners ’cause you know i’m [?]
i don’t be swinging on these crackers like i’m playing hockey (b*tch)
young pk subban with the stick on me
these n*ggas grey worms, straight un*souly
boy, you scared and you weak ’cause you dress bunny
these n*ggas going through a phase, i’m going out the country, why?
’cause i get more money
yeah, flow with the henney, yeah, you can’t touch me
what your life like? when you set up for this job, get your mic right
these off*field n*ggas spread highlights
acting like you can’t beat a f*cking [?], man
and you not weirdos, and you know how it all go
man, what the f*ck?
begging for a donation, and shoutout to my haitians, uh
get money, n*gga stay patient
when you do sh*t right, lay and stay hating
pull that bl!cky out, lay like clay ak
i circle jerk with no b*tches and no bateman
out west in the smith like i’m jaden
leave a [?] hand like nick saven
more money, more guns, less vacations, n*gga
we deserve them donations
b*tch, don’t play with me, play playstation, it’s safer

- jpegmafia lyrics

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