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i been watching - yn jay lyrics

[verse 1]
they there right now, but where they at when you ain’t got the money?
i know a n*gga had a lot, now he ain’t got no money
i know a n*gga family love him, but the block don’t love him
he seen his big brother die and they shot his cousin
one thing for sure, i can’t stop from thuggin’
every day, i’m blowin’ up, i can’t stop from buzzin’
your b*tch keep goin’ out, she can’t stop from clubbin’
i got the whole kitchen hot, i had to stop the oven
i just bought a warzone gun with a laser beam
n*gga tried to pull up with some cut*ass drank, you got some fake*ass lean
i don’t go to sleep because i hate my dreams
every day i wake up, i gotta make my drеams
young n*gga died in the streets, how you lose your lifе?
old*school n*gga got divorced, how you lose your wife?
how you get there? make a left, then make two more rights
n*gga got smoked for no reason, you just blew your life
n*gga used to play basketball, but he went to jail
young dog turned into a demon, he just went to h*ll
i be movin’ so godd*mn fast, i forget my scale
d*mn
[verse 2]
i see you lookin’, what you lookin’ at?
i don’t know how to cook food, but i can cook some crack
she don’t even want no money, she want gucci bags
livin’ life in slow motion, but i’m movin’ fast
you don’t wanna win the game, you be losin’ fast
i ain’t never really used to follow rules in class
i was thinkin’ ’bout some money, tryna move a bag
shootin’ dice, mad as f*ck, i just lost my last
put some money on your head, i just bought your ass
i see snakes in my yard, i had to cut my grass
i ain’t got my gun on me, i’m finna cut your ass
bad b*tch, but she dirty, clean your room up
shootin’ dice with my last, made five hundred dollars off two bucks
quit trippin’ over sh*t, put your shoes up
i just left milwaukee, made new bucks
trap house slap all f*ckin’ morning like starbucks
pull off on a go*kart, put the cars up
rolls*royce nighttime, put the stars up
ayy, jay, if we go broke right now, who gon’ call us?
i don’t know who gon’ call my phone
i remember back when i was bad as f*ck in middle school, teacher called my home
now she got me mad as f*ck like what did i do wrong?
i’m so tired of people callin’, i’m finna lose my phone
n*gga tellin’ stories in his raps, it was fairytales
n*gga told, got right back out, is you scared of jail?
young n*gga cheatin’ on a test ’cause he scared to fail
plug tryna fly the ‘bows to me, say he scared to mail
[outro]
like what you on, my n*gga? like
like they ain’t gon’ land or somethin’?
you actin’ like they not gon’ land or somethin’
them b*tches gon’ land if you do your sh*t right
yeah, you bullsh*ttin’, i’ma just call somebody else
you playin’
you been watchin’?
you the police?
must be the fbi or somethin’, you been watchin’

- yn jay lyrics

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