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javierfraster - straight to it pt.2 lyrics

straight to it

++[intro]++
+(ad+lib: yeah, straight to it, no cap, f+ck the drama…)+
antwan stole my phone, jahkiel went to the job
delilah think she all that but all she do is gob (gob gobble)
she just keep on eatin’ food non+stop
she say jakela cheatin’, you liar, no she not (stop lyin’)

++[hook]++
n+ggas mad, so they go to the job, broke ass sobbin’ (crybabies)
keep cryin’, while i’m stackin’ this gwop, no stoppin’
hustle hard, get turnt, respect what i brought
haters plottin’, but i’m comin’ back stronger, watch ’em drop
straight to the money, f+ck the fake, straight to it
n+ggas mad, let ’em be poor, livin’ on the street with no house or no door

++[verse 1]++
antwan sn+tched my line, thought hе hit the l!ck sl!ck
but i flipped it quick, now my wrist glisten likе a brick
jahkiel clocked in, punchin’ clocks for crumbs
i’m out here pumpin’ packs, makin’ bosses look dumb
delilah big mouth, gobblin’ plates like a hog
talkin’ ’bout my b+tch cheatin’? nah, that’s your flaw (liar)
jakela ride loyal, thick thighs savin’ my soul
while you fat b+tches feast, i’m feastin’ on the dough
n+ggas hatin’ from the curb, no keys to the door
broke dreams, sleepin’ rough, beggin’ for more
i hustle relentless, turnt up in the booth
pockets fat, haters thin, that’s the motherf+cking truth
++[hook]++
n+ggas mad, so they go to the job, broke ass sobbin’ (keep cryin’)
keep cryin’, while i’m stackin’ this gwop, no stoppin’
hustle hard, get turnt, respect what i brought
haters plottin’, but i’m comin’ back stronger, watch ’em drop
straight to the money, f+ck the fake, straight to it
n+ggas mad, let ’em be poor, livin’ on the street with no house or no door

++[verse 2]++
comeback king, they buried me but i rose from the dirt
flipped the script, now my name on they lips, that sh+t hurt
haters sob stories, nine+to+five slaves in chains
i’m freeballin’ benjis, poppin’ bottles, champagne rain
get turnt off the profit, lean in my cup, no leanin’
respect earned in the trenches, not these clout+chasin’ demons
antwan p+wned my phone for a dub, dumbass move
now i got burners on burners, makin’ plays that improve
delilah deny it, but her gut don’t lie
gob gobble nonstop, wonder why n+ggas deny
jakela solid gold, you hoes fool’s pyrite
i’m straight to the bag, y’all straight to the mic cryin’

++[bridge / ad+lib breakdown]++
+(ad+lib: yeah, f+ck the job, f+ck the sob… straight hustlin’!)+
money callin’, i’m answerin’, no hesitation
haters starvin’, devastation, poor ass congregation
turnt up, respect up, comeback undisputed
n+ggas mad? let ’em rot, i’m too deep in the pursuit
++[hook]++
n+ggas mad, so they go to the job, broke ass sobbin’ (cry forever)
keep cryin’, while i’m stackin’ this gwop, no stoppin’
hustle hard, get turnt, respect what i brought
haters plottin’, but i’m comin’ back stronger, watch ’em drop
straight to the money, f+ck the fake, straight to it
n+ggas mad, let ’em be poor, livin’ on the street with no house or no door

++[outro]++
straight to the money, comeback savage, we done

- javierfraster lyrics

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