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jay show - idk lyrics

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[verse 1]
son saying no stand anytime i’ve been on the move lately
f+ck b+tches get money new mood lately
different whip, every week, got the juice lately
i feel bad for the n+ggas who hate me
i skrrt off on the undercover statey
had to get back to my home town safely
i was just concerned with my safety
i’m a n+gga with nice whips so of course they hate me
my issue is
i don’t know if i should miss you miss
i don’t know if i should diss you miss
i don’t know if i should kiss you miss
or go ahead with initiative and dismiss you miss
so is you is, or is you ain’t
because if not, then it’s a shame
[?], wish i could heal that pain
that you went through
sh+t ain’t the same
i picked you up, in clifford the big red truck
[?] you showed up, and you showed love
that’s why this sh+t so nuts
i know my sh+t so tuff (uh)
go crazy go stupid
hard to believe in love n+gga, f+ck cupid
only got love for the loud pipe coupes
big boy trucks, lot of cash, go ruthless (yea, uh)
i feel slept on
a n+gga to hot but he slept on
i’m never the first choice
never checked on
so i stay to myself boy get gone
but they still ride waves like jetski
sc, nah nah, wayne gretzky
and when your father pasted i tried to be there
you ain’t let me
you said you needed sp+ce
and i’m hoping you don’t forget me
[bridge]
do the b+tches love me (oh for sure)
do they really love me (i don’t know)
are they really my friends (i don’t know)
are they there ’til the end (i don’t know)
is she ever coming back (i don’t know)
is it ever gonna last (i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know)

[verse 2]
you ain’t need to teach me but you taught me
keep going three piece we balling
be you but you n+ggas can’t guard me
d+mn, gg, i’m sorry
you were born to win
to all the fans my condolences
a bad dream is what i hope this is
i’m about to be twenty+four on my kobe sh+t
if i’m high carry myself to my new age
i’m taking all swag from two+four’s page
i’m growing
i wanna be to fourth grade
all m’s got to multiply cause two, four, eight
this makes me realize, that i can’t wait
in this life, i can’t waste
sh+t for granted, i can’t take
risk it all for the progress, i can’t save
i got the mamba mentality
n+gga i ain’t scared no more, n+gga i ain’t scared no more (uh, yea)
n+gga i ain’t scared no more, n+gga i ain’t scared no more
if i see a door, n+gga imma tear that door
n+gga imma tear that door
f+ck the hinges
i see sh+t clear through these cartier lenses



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