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daye jack - raw lyrics

[verse 1: daye jack]
i’m the n-gg- came up cold
all the sh-t they must atone
let my enemies yell at me, hobby for the young bro
it’s a tragedy when someone black as me get gold
time to slaughter, street fighter fist, that’s nintendo
told my alma mater gotta send me money, venmo
put us on map, don’t sleep, siesta, man blow
jack won’t been no n-gg- serenading with a banjo
real reckless dude with a crew carry ammo
thought predicting winning would be something so taboo
but now i’m monkeying around with my brothers, baboons
atlanta in hollywood, sh-t’s on schedule
chef in the bank, been eatin’, check my dental
plenty sugar, suite life, kicked it in the penthouse
my sheets all green, they don knit me bando
and a nice sweater too, fit seen levels
floating here shining, i need me a drum roll

[chorus: daye jack]
i’m too raw, raw, raw, i’m a villain, i’m a don
mask and cape, somebody ring the alarm
wild boy, boy, boy, can’t tame me, nah
started that flame, somebody ring the alarm
i’m too raw, raw, raw, i’m a villain, i’m a don
mask and cape, somebody ring the alarm
wild boy, boy, boy, can’t tame me, nah
started that flame, somebody ring the alarm

[verse 2: daye jack]
i’m the n-gg-, hit ’em quick, right hook threw the fist
all the leeches swimming with me getting no benefit
in this dirty pond, fake homies won’t ever stick
hang with the real players, my gamers control this sh-t
did it for the internet, choke a younging by his neck
hoping some bystanders looking in film it
another atlanta n-gg- dead, k!lled by his best friend
said he changed on ’em, didn’t text back or dm
i’m the n-gg-, represent, i’m your mans ’til the end
raise up my kinfolk, take over, that’s the plan
on a mission, 100 grand, sickness showing symptoms, man
rather be hurting than healthy and not a champ
n-gg- i done been the man, my pillow talk to the bands
sleep real good when there’s dinner ready for my fam
i ain’t f-cking comfortable, running out, take a stand
started that fire, i’m a hoodlum, gym pants

[verse 3: daye jack]
stunt with all the things you got
ain’t gon’ put ’em in a box
you ain’t never ever gon’ stop
raise some funds, cop the stocks
do it ’til they know your name on the block
’til you respected, claim you’re right, you the king of the lot
i’m afro caesar, mean i don’t play you guys
no lames in my chariot, no snakes in my ride
cruising for days, tryna find me the pot
of gold, when i do i’ma feel like

[chorus: daye jack]
i’m too raw, raw, raw, i’m a villain, i’m a don
mask and cape, somebody ring the alarm
wild boy, boy, boy, can’t tame me, nah
started that flame, somebody ring the alarm

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