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jay & pheeny - guap on me lyrics

[producer tag]
that’s what i thought you said, now let me offer this as a reb-ttal

[intro : jay]

got the guap on me (yeah, yeah)
got the guap on me (got the guap )
got the guap on me (huh)
got the guap on me (ooh, what)

you got the diamonds on you ?
we tryna get the guap, hm , we ain’t caring bout no haters
i got the guap on me, alright

[producer tag]
izak made this one

[chorus : jay]

stacking up my paper, got the guap on me
ain’t worried ’bout a hater, ’cause the block own me
i’m a youngin and i’m black, got the cop on me
meeting with the fader , wanna talk on me

yeah, got the guap on me (yeah, yeah)
yeah, got the guap on me (got the guap)
yeah, got the guap on me (huh)
yeah, got the guap on me (what, what)

[verse 1 : worthy]

coming from the bottom to the top, on me (on me)
always been a real one, keep the talk lowkey (lowkey)
never been the type to fight, i keep the piece (i keep the piece)
praying to the lord, got my gg watching over me

nothing comes for free, wanna come for me (free)
you gon’ get defeat (aye)
never ran in groups ? came through with the fleet (the fleek)
came from dedication, got me whipping like i’m with the heat
got me balling like i’m 23, up against the world (world)
and you know i got the keys
boy you know that that’s on me (on me)
finna come through with the heat
and you know that we hit this thing

we been out here and we wildin’ and we doing our own thing, man
came from dedication, you already know the means man

[chorus : jay]

stacking up my paper, got the guap on me (skii)
ain’t worried ’bout a hater, ’cause the block own me (he)
i’m a youngin and i’m black, got the cop on me
meeting with the fader , wanna talk on me

yeah, got the guap on me (yeah, yeah)
yeah, got the guap on me (got the guap)
yeah, got the guap on me (ah, i got the what)
yeah, got the guap on me (what)

[verse 2: pheeny]

can’t try if you won’t grind, hustle on my mind
time ticking on the new roll, stunting every time
what you ’bout, hold up come and see
work by any means
diss the team, imma shoot your script
published magazine
know your role, homie know your place
no i don’t mean race
what’s the pace, hold on what’s the time
coming for the take
take over, now he crossover
you cannot control ’em
programmed like a robot, but i’m not yo owner
boy don’t test me, shooter right beside me
og bobby johnson
if you wanna battle, come and meet me at the green light
see him at the red light, shoot em ‘fore the color change
check your speed and check the distance, shoot a n-gg- out of range (brahh)

[chorus : jay]

stacking up my paper, got the guap on me
ain’t worried ’bout a hater, ’cause the block own me
i’m a youngin and i’m black, got the cop on me
meeting with the fader , wanna talk on me

got the guap on me (know i got the guap)
yeah, got the guap on me (know i got the guap)
yeah, got the guap on me (oh, i got the guap)
yeah, got the guap on me (got the guap)

- jay pheeny lyrics

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