Lyrics:
and began, put the jack down to chance
See I can put down like this, and you don't know why
Niggas always would try but soon they all just die
I didn't
I'm the runt of the litter
I can't eat no more
I gotta use a straw
How do you take an overdose
Or even pretend to do it
When the last straw is
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
me,
This life it gets ahead of me
It's a fight in my head, I'm an enemy
So what can I do for you
And what can you do for me
Still billing up my zoots
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
the ground, I'm running
Already I've fallen behind
I'm ready to collapse now all I can do is laugh
This sentence makes no reference to crime
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
how I’m coming
I get the pack and the trap get the jumping
I keep on stacking i ain’t gotta stunt it
Jack of all trades the master of none
Free Yung
retreat
I doubt you even live here still
But it quickens up the pace of my heartbeat
When I find myself by accident
On 22nd Street
All the years,
in the mentions
Got all the attention
And I just begun with it
22 On my shoes
I think I'm feeling myself
22 On my Views
I can get use to this wealth
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
'm pleading with you baby
What you got to say about it
I ain't coming honey
Now please I'll apologize
I admit I was wrong
I'll help you all I can
But
didn't take it?
What do you think I'm going to do with a jack
One of your friends has got it - all the time, they're traipsing through this place
One
the breeze flowin' by
So come to me easy,
'cause I know you can please me
But it's a catch 22....(repeat chorus til end)
"It's the same murder! You
Made our streets into
What these people call the 'killing field!'"
The motherfuckin' dust kicker
Who can you trust?
Do
Yo, all the fans we love y'all
We gon' make one fo' the haters like fuck that
Old school nine eight can you see the Camilion
Below in the celing
'm a new boy, I changed my name
Yeah you can call me Jack Frost
Jack Frost, Jack Frost (Jack Frost)
Yeah you can call me Jack Frost
Jack Frost, Jack Jack
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
shopping[00:09.77]He do as I say he don't ever be stopping[00:11.59]cause I'll Jack his wallet and show him What's Poppin[00:13.34]So stop all that talking[00:14.18]You
scripture
Torn between the new and the familiar, can you split purse?
All I give fuck about really is my net worth
Fuck what they know, they cant do what I
clickin
Whole Maryland got the trap house boomin you
Can slide through and come with it
In Miami bought another mansion all I had
To do is hand em 2 tickets
blame it
All on Jack
Who's Jack you ask me
You say, I say it every time
But the rhyme goes
Into your head down
no one can own house
because House music is a universal language
spoken and understood by all
you see, House is a feeling that no one can understand,
the smitty's wit me, shhh they comin to get me
Hey Wut You Scared
I'm prepared in the mall and all
Wit Chimme Chose, you can call me quick draw McGraw
b*tch I
screamed
Now she fallin', I told Tiraji y'all the perfect team
But I never got to hit because a nigga caught ballin'
Don't trip, round 2, we can finish
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