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I Will
by Jessie Boyles
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People wanna talk shit man
Guess I'm just gonna have to settle this shit on the track
Alright here we go
Yeah
Jessie B. on the track
Let's go
They all got anticipation wondering what I'm doing next
While they're out here catching hell I'm just out here writing checks
Theres two places you can stay
Out my business in your lane
My success drives you insane
Southern belle you can't contain
See reflections in these chains
Making bank off all the pain
I go hard like I'm cocaine
Blowing smoke like Mary Jane
In your skin like I'm a vain
On your mind I'm in your brain
Take your L's I'm making gains
I'm a lion you can't tame
Rolling dice and rolling stoned
Lifted chevy is my throne
I'm just out here on my own
Work my fingers to the bone
Back when I believed a hundred dollars was a killing
Working with my dad kill myself to make a living
Raised me right on twenty acres that's all we'd ever need
Tryna stay ahead of everybody tryna chase a dream
Haters gonna hate and rifles run em off
Don't ask me for no paper when my music is taking off
I used to be lending hand for people who need me
But its funny how a buddy turns their back when their greedy
I don't care bout nobody but my family and Jesus
Let em run they mouth cause they can't never be us
I do as I please
I'm so sick make a mother fucker sneeze
I'm so cold like I'm thirty two degrees
I reek of fortune yeah pass me the Febreeze
I ain't beefing with nobody but I'll butcher a bitch
Gotta ass whooping waiting baby go pick a switch
Coming for my neck babe I'm coming for the kill
They keep saying I won't make son but watch me cause I will
Whap ap ap ap ap
That's the sound of my Chevy
Bumping to burnt CD of Jinks Loud and Heavy
Now I don't hate
Tell it straight
Fuck the fake
Rattle snake
Spitting venom spitting bars
When I pick up this guitar
I ain't about the drama but I'll put on a show
Cause my name is Jessie B. and everybody gonna know
Imma 6 feet bitter sweet
Shot of Jack Daniels
If you wanna start a war
That's just something you can't handle
So keep your mouth shut and stay on your side of the fence
Keep acting like you banking but what you needs common cents
Now look I really ain't a hateful person man
I'm just saying don't fuck with me
And don't fuck with my kin
Cause to be honest with you
Momma ain't raise no bitch
This ain't no tick tack toe
Yeah you crossing the line
You really think you flexing
Think you need to resign
Keep talking your shit I'll put your name on blast
I gotta size eleven boot waiting for your ass
Bitch ain't got no bark call animal control
You really burning bridges yeah you acting like a troll
I just sit back and observe
I take note of all that I heard
Tell me where you get all that nerve
Finna serve you what you deserve
For real
People wanna talk shit man
Guess I'm just gonna have to settle this shit on the track
Alright here we go
Yeah
Jessie B. on the track
Let's go
They all got anticipation wondering what I'm doing next
While they're out here catching hell I'm just out here writing checks
Theres two places you can stay
Out my business in your lane
My success drives you insane
Southern belle you can't contain
See reflections in these chains
Making bank off all the pain
I go hard like I'm cocaine
Blowing smoke like Mary Jane
In your skin like I'm a vain
On your mind I'm in your brain
Take your L's I'm making gains
I'm a lion you can't tame
Rolling dice and rolling stoned
Lifted chevy is my throne
I'm just out here on my own
Work my fingers to the bone
Back when I believed a hundred dollars was a killing
Working with my dad kill myself to make a living
Raised me right on twenty acres that's all we'd ever need
Tryna stay ahead of everybody tryna chase a dream
Haters gonna hate and rifles run em off
Don't ask me for no paper when my music is taking off
I used to be lending hand for people who need me
But its funny how a buddy turns their back when their greedy
I don't care bout nobody but my family and Jesus
Let em run they mouth cause they can't never be us
I do as I please
I'm so sick make a mother fucker sneeze
I'm so cold like I'm thirty two degrees
I reek of fortune yeah pass me the Febreeze
I ain't beefing with nobody but I'll butcher a bitch
Gotta ass whooping waiting baby go pick a switch
Coming for my neck babe I'm coming for the kill
They keep saying I won't make son but watch me cause I will
Whap ap ap ap ap
That's the sound of my Chevy
Bumping to burnt CD of Jinks Loud and Heavy
Now I don't hate
Tell it straight
Fuck the fake
Rattle snake
Spitting venom spitting bars
When I pick up this guitar
I ain't about the drama but I'll put on a show
Cause my name is Jessie B. and everybody gonna know
Imma 6 feet bitter sweet
Shot of Jack Daniels
If you wanna start a war
That's just something you can't handle
So keep your mouth shut and stay on your side of the fence
Keep acting like you banking but what you needs common cents
Now look I really ain't a hateful person man
I'm just saying don't fuck with me
And don't fuck with my kin
Cause to be honest with you
Momma ain't raise no bitch
This ain't no tick tack toe
Yeah you crossing the line
You really think you flexing
Think you need to resign
Keep talking your shit I'll put your name on blast
I gotta size eleven boot waiting for your ass
Bitch ain't got no bark call animal control
You really burning bridges yeah you acting like a troll
I just sit back and observe
I take note of all that I heard
Tell me where you get all that nerve
Finna serve you what you deserve
For real