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jayy grams - keanu lyrics

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i’m the one who told the pigs theory about the police tryna come and clap y’all
i’m the one who had to put the mic inside the closet just to get his raps off
i’m the one who manifested everything and then i quickly overlapped y’all
them envy symptoms like a crack jaw
been up out my business but i’m++
i’m the one whose gonna be the leader instant clothesline like i’m bradshaw
remember back when i didn’t get no sneakers
when i get em wouldn’t take the tags off
i’m near picasso when i’m painting pictures
this a different grams coming at y’all
a natural leading passed y’all
drive then me looking like i’m nascar
i’m the one who ripped that sh+t on twain
sweating harder n nearly dripped a lake
had to nut up or shut up
don’t look away
i got blood on my brothers for kicking lanes
this a different page, that i’m on here
had to split the circle like a torn sphere
cool with muscles get saddam near
sh+t get wicked++
and then you die
especially built for the ride
the industry get in your mind
but sh+t i’m a god
like shorty committed to you but she still f+cking me on the side
see b+tch ima glide
getting more ws with the p+ssy than that one [?]
you live in disguise
ain’t no k!llers see you serving orders of some burgers and fries
i’m about all of that sh+t, keanu reaves
you can hit me, i’m taxing with army fees
remember back i was broke now my mind at ease
knowing that i can go get designer things
being honest a bond is sardonically coming my way
my mama gone be good if i die today
the title prestigious, lofi on display
keep getting more cheese for the rhymes that i say
i never went away for the tape drop
put an eighth in me spit a [?] and then i pace off, yea
really ain’t friendly with these rappers
i ain’t f+cking with you carti but a n gonna take off, yea
don’t disrespect shorty, all that dissing sh+t corny
your followers up, but your bank dropped, yea
f+ck that sh+t, when the tape drop ima milly rock on stage in a tank top, yea
johnny’s a sorcerer
he’s endorsing a menace, a torturer
rip the portion of an enemy’s torso up, with the scorching hot flows that i’m forcing up
i’m a force to be reckoned
a [?]
it’s the florida gun laws how you forcing us
i was [?] in mall that i’m morphing, but they never thought that i’d be worth more than bucks
i’m the one whose gonna be the leader instant clothesline like i’m bradshaw
remember back when i didn’t get no sneakers
when i get em wouldn’t take the tags off
i’m near picasso when i’m painting pictures
this a different grams coming at y’all
a natural leading passed y’all
drive then me looking like i’m nascar
i’m the one who ripped that sh+t on twain
sweating harder n nearly dripped a lake
had to nut up or shut up
don’t look away
i got blood on my brothers for kicking lanes
this a different page, that i’m on here
had to split the circle like a torn sphere
cool with muscles get saddam near
sh+t get wicked++
and then you die
especially built for the ride
the industry get in your mind
but sh+t i’m a god
like shorty committed to you but she still f+cking me on the side
see b+tch ima glide
getting more ws with the p+ssy than that one [?]
you live in disguise
ain’t no k!llers see you serving orders of some burgers and fries



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