Str8 2 It (feat. Kid Vista)
J Mack
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Yuh, yuh See I get straight to it Aye, aye See I don't f*ck around, I get straight to it Nike socks, yeah I just do it Talk my shit 'cause I can prove it Spit some bars I'll get you moving Who do it like me, don't know All 'bout money, gettin' dough You see my neck, it's hanging gold Yeah just keep workin' that's my code I do that, all year Failure don't fear I just keep swinging and bringing fright You can't rap like me that's alright My flows always be sounding nice I'm spazzin' on this beat all night Kick dope shit that's something light Don't ask me for no feature price If rappin' really ain't yo' life I kill the track, and burn the mic' Up in smoke, I'm spitting blaze Fire Red just like my J's I could flow four million ways Crowds bob heads when I'm on stage Ride beats smoothly, just like suede You ain't shit and yeah I'm great Envy me, see on yo face Enemies they want my place JMack on that money chase I'm hungry too, stay out my way Hate on me that's yo' mistake Straight good music I create New pedigree, No Triple-H I'm spittin' heat, my mouth a mace See I get straight to it If you hatin' on me you real stupid This come easy to me baby Yeah I really do this Cash rules everything, need pockets blue-ish See I get straight to it If you hatin' on me you real stupid This come easy to me baby yeah I really do this Cash rules everything, need pockets blue-ish Better quit the BS, you associate at best I've been grindin, on the hustle, countin' cashin' all these checks It's the kid, I'm really king like Simba comin' back Tellin scar I'm bout the issues and I'll bring it where he at Double that, watch me bring it to the next one I'm so focused, auto pilot like a Tesla Mama told me cut the fat and never rest up Hit the gym but I'll never hang that vest up In case they really wanna fire, I'm so drowned in drip I keep that heat to cook the beef and it is well within grip Speaking grip, I keep those 100's and they all in a clip And speaking grip, I lay down wifey and we straight into it And I don't stop 'cause if I stop I'm givin' chances to these opps We call those opportunities to watch, the stock start to drop I'm an investment, put some cash in and you watch it bounce back Real rap, this the way that Ima make it out the trap (What you talkin' 'bout, chill) See I get straight to it If you hatin' on me, you real stupid This come easy to me baby Yeah I really do this Cash rules everything, need pockets blue-ish See I get straight to it If you hatin' on me, you real stupid This come easy to me baby Yeah I really do this Cash rules everything, need pockets blue-ish
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Written by: Brannon Higareda, Jersey Mackelrath
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