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jay milli – fax lyrics

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[verse 1]
i ain’t gonna rap, i’m gonna state a couple facts
don’t listen to their lies, what they’re talking is all gas
these rappers feed you cap and you keep playing all their tracks
i’m tryna buy a yard, these man are tryna buy a wap
man this sh+t is so old and these streets are so cold
man they’re claiming that they’re on it but i know they all told
i don’t care who you know, if your t++th are all gold
we rang up couple shooters and just know they’re all road
right there on e road
see they all do it for the gram but i do it for the bands
more time it’s for the fam
for my sisters, for my mum, i’m tryna do it for my gran
man these women need the world so i’ma do it while i can
and i ain’t f+cking with no b+tch cause they lead you off your path
they don’t wanna see you shine, they don’t wanna see you graft
they don’t wanna see you counting all that paper, are you daft?
unless it’s all for them, man i swear these b+tches trash
[hook]
f+ck my old b+tch, sh+t i got bored again
seen a couple fiends, started doing tours again
when we hit the opp block i just score again
you know he came for round two and he got bored again
i just flew a couple packs by the shores again
i don’t mind a one+on+one but you can call your friend
plug belling off my line, he got ignored again
only want ten dub but he gave more again

[verse 2]
so i heard you wanna trap, well get yourself a mash
cah no one wants to see you doing well and making cash
so this sh+t just turns to beef even though you’re tryna eat
there’s a yout up on your block that’s tryna rank up in his team
and yeah he’s coming for your neck cah he sees you getting bread
two routes for that yout, he’s going jail or gon’ be dead
so f+ck it anyway, i’m making money everyday
get that p+ssy out my face before i let my semi spray
got my nine by my side, you know my stick still
you’re getting shot, i don’t care if you’re a kid still
i’m up in brum talking guap, making big deals
pour a couple glassiya, i’m eating all the mixed grills
they can never be me, them man are far off
we make cocaine money off the stardog
grab the wap and let it bark off
i’m talking twenty+five dubbeh in a week, f+ck a dana
[hook]
f+ck my old b+tch, sh+t i got bored again
seen a couple fiends, started doing tours again
when we hit the opp block i just score again
you know he came for round two and he got bored again
i just flew a couple packs by the shores again
i don’t mind a one+on+one but you can call your friend
plug belling off my line, he got ignored again
only want ten dub but he gave more again