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jackboy - don’t force my hand lyrics

[intro]
(what’s happening chi chi?)
(spyda beats)

[verse 1]
i told my b+tch i’m having motion, they supposed to hate me
don’t worry ’bout them, they not k!llers, they just talking crazy
and how these n+ggas be on my d+ck, this sh+t starting to amaze me
they be acting like lil’ f+cking hoes speaking ’bout the kid daily
i’m taking trips to dubai just to shop, baby, i’m different
got so much dior in my closet, they say that i’m tripping
got so much blue hundreds on me the b+tch think that i’m cripping
i had to stop hanging with them n+ggas, we ain’t have the same vision
i can’t be wasting time in the jects, i’m tryna stack these mills
and how i been sh+tting on ’em lately, it’s like i got a deal
and how i been sh+tting on them n+ggas, i know they all p+ssed
just when you shoot your shot, lil’ n+gga, you better not miss

[interlude]
ayy, boy
listen, if it ain’t safe for me, it ain’t safe for n0body out this b+tch
that’s fact, n+gga, f+ck you talking ’bout, n+gga? stop playing with me, man

[chorus]
please big brother, don’t force my hand or people gonna die
please big brother, don’t force my hand, that’s me putting aside my pride
i flew to haiti, woo lady say i’m ready for whatever
n+gga feeling like a gremlin, b+tch, i’m feeling just like the devil
[verse 2]
i’m moving like a rebel, i won’t d+ckride for no clout
i don’t like to f+ck with rappers, them n+ggas like to run they mouth
i’m a g all by myself, i don’t gotta be a hundred deep
i could go anywhere i want, i be d+mned a n+gga do something to me
you got me feeling like we could’ve been superstars
(for real, my n+gga, we really could)
pulling up in foreign cars
(yeah, for real, for real)
nah, f+ck that sh+t, n+gga, no, we couldn’t
the main n+ggas that be hating on you be the ones you think that wouldn’t
n+ggas lying to the media talking about me on interviews
i expect that sh+t from them n+ggas, they ain’t got nothing else to do
ain’t n0body catching me slipping, i’m leaving the studio clutching pistols
i keep one in the head, the streets done f+cked up a n+gga mental
i keep one in the head, the streets done f+cked up a n+gga mind
i stopped f+cking with every n+gga that done gave me a f+cked up vibe
i told dj close the back door, don’t let none of them n+ggas in
long as i got you and my brother, promise i don’t need no more new friends
the streets done taught me a lot, no abc’s, just keep fn’s
the streets done taught me a lot to the point you can’t even trust your kin
murder on my mind, i pray i never have to k!ll my dawg
i be ready to stand my ground, n+gga know i’m not worried about the law

- jackboy lyrics

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