Jackpot (feat. Tommy Faucets & Yonny Burtolli)

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10th Street

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I tell these niggas I ain't one to play with
Imma get respect, or imma take shit
I'm the real deal
You niggas out here faking
Don't get me mistaken from these pussy niggas that be out here faking
Too legit to quit
Put me on a track
Imma revive shit
Yeah I'm like that
Got my old flow back
Tell these niggas it's a throwback
Yonny on his Chubb shit
Money, bitches, drugs, you know the kid love it
These niggas out here bluffing
Out here cuffing
Ain't got time for the loving
Making money rain like it comes from the trees
Let me come back to reality
That's not my life yet
Swear I'm grinding for the next check
School not cutting it
And I put that on my mother, bitch
I'm tryna own my own shit
Wake up
Got five bitches cooking in my home
Another twenty-counting money
Got my eses, just crossed the border
Got enough hoes, that order was for the drugs
Only stay with the finest
Tryna stay up in the sky
And keep my mind right
And never hesitate for the limelight
Niggas wish I fell
Niggas wish I tell
When I get the whole world
Imma give 'em hell
Imma give 'em hell
Imma give 'em hell
Imma give 'em hell
Imma give 'em hell

Yo
I can't even see what you're dreaming
Because nothing you say is believing
You never had a meaning
I'm on my way to a million-dollar meeting
I know looks could be deceiving
I need bitches screaming for Tommy
I need a motherfucker to try me
Got Yonny holding the nine b
So it's not good timing
I've been well-equipped with the rhyming
You never heard of this
I know have heads turning and shit
But let me stand on the soap box
You and you can go kick rocks
Every day with my niggas
Posted up on the block
Seems like I can have the whole world drop
I'm in a DBZ spot, nigga
I'm way too hot
Can never be stopped
Check up on your watch
Smoking on bogeys in the lot
10th Street is way way up
Average niggas can't even stay up
Sleeping is for the weak
That's why its always going up on the street
I guess I need to skeet
But listen
Don't ever try to out due
Because I'm telling you
There ain't no telling
What you got ain't even selling
And I can take the blame
I've been swerving from lane to lane
And I been going insane
Since they told me I'm the Lebron James of the rap game
Oh shit
Now I'm the chosen one
What you gonna do
Are you gonna run
You don't have many options son
You don't have many choices to pick from
So I got a gun
It's unfair like you brought a knife to the fight
Oh shit
I can kill all night all night
All night all night
All night all night

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