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jasper good - bottled up flows lyrics

[intro: jasper good]
ain’t n0body wanna go and get it so i had to go and get it
and do it for the city i’m independent yeah
depending on how you mother f-ckers wanna be enemies
i’ll always have like ten of these lined up like felonies
y’all filled with jealousy, i feel no empathy
you can never f-ck with me mentally yeah
uh, yeah yeah, uh

[verse: jasper good]
sometimes i gotta ask myself like
how the f-ck i’m i still alive
so many times did i wanna quit
close my eyes and i lay in a ditch
i wonder how i made this far
i wonder why i’m still not a star
if only you can see these battle scars
you would understand these f-cking bars
cause ain’t n0body ever respect my craft
until i dropped my first mixtape
now they all act like they did i swear to god ya’ll make my heartache
i’ve been going in, for like four years straight like where you been
all this time i’ve been waiting for, someone to recognize the boy
skinny white kid from the lvl
i won’t say no names but i can tell
mother f-ckers are scared to let me in
i make y’all nervous i can tell
but i’m sure as h-ll climbing that wall
i hope ya’ll waiting for me on the side
in a base built for you to hide in inside
cause when i come thru it’s a homicide
i got two mixtapes in the vault tell me what do i gotta say
don’t use gun bars but i’m full equipped and i’m always ready to spray
i want front page of every magazine or this clip about to unload
even though it already has, cause you’re watching it right now uh
i hop on the beat like it’s nothing just listen i’m jumping all over the track
now i’m a rapper, producer, seducer look how i manoeuvre  i don’t need a tutor
i got the proof i can do it i knew it my work ethic fluid  i do it for music and when i see hate i just shoot it, flow is polluted
you had your chance but you blew it
god d-mn, i need a gram, too many fakes on my instagram
rappers be hitting me up for a jam
i don’t see money i tell em to scram
scramble my eggs while i’m cooking this beat
i’m not chasing bread i’m still living off wheat
i had to take a break from puffing this weed
to get back on track and start running these streets
cause fake -ss rappers think they real
but i’ve been doing this for years
my studio is full of blood, sweat and f-cking tears
from all this real rap, but i know what ya’ll want
ya’ll just wanna hear that trap sh-t
ya’ll just wanna hear that b-ss kick
so here’s my soul you can have it
now give me cash let me bag it
let me act like i know rap
get me a bad b-tch on my lap let me tap that
lemme act like i’m
nah, man, f-ck that yeah bring it back
i ain’t going there i stay intact
with myself, cause i know myself
you don’t even know who you are
one hit wonder you ain’t going far
this lifestyle ain’t no f-cking game
why you all sound the f-cking same
i’ve been in my lane you stay lame
you chasing fame but they don’t know the name
don’t try to shine before the grind
my success is all in due time
so if you’re looking for me you know where to find me
i’ll be in the studio and honestly i’m sorry but if i don’t text you back
it’s cause i’m working on some music so don’t run up on me
with that bullsh-t saying man you changed
like what the f-ck ya’ll strange

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