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jordy (uk) - tax time lyrics

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[intro]
pray to the lord
praying to the lord

yeah

yeah yeah

[verse 1]
i been going through some things like boosie
my ting told me if you don’t speak, then we’re never gonna last
like angie martinez, all the questions that she asks
her p+ssy so good, it’s like ‘why you coming fast?’
i worry about telling too much truth in my bars
but never could i lie for a playlist or a chart
my coworkers been venting the truth and its a laugh
he said he’s in the field and he’s right, he’s a grass
i could go on all day about the breakup
the little shake up and how my big brothers don’t spеak and we don’t speak about it
i nevеr liked sob stories, this ain’t judge’s houses
but my truth is my truth, and there’s no way around it
the sickle cell that my sister’s got, could do without it
i would carry all their pain if they went without it
the all nighters that i did by your hospital bed had me praying to the lord while i’m fl!cking through dms
my fans been telling me i’m taking long to drop
and they really wanna cop
and i should drop another 10
i grew up on 50 cent with a 50 pence
it’s pretty ironic cause i need an eminem

yeah
[verse 2]
the older that i get, the more patient i become
was 17 doing quick fix for some funds
and told myself that i was only doing it for mum
but ask her how much she got when i was having fun
i swear down, every day we went to war
now i’m 28 doing up my redemption tour
i seen her carry so much pain, i’m preventing more
the comb is the [?] one, flat10 is the label
my n+ggas do things i swear down i don’t enable
but i don’t look down on them ’cause i used to finagle
the chip on my shoulder is from chip, [?] and cable
finders keepers on a push bike like i’m mabel
and sell it on for some quick buns if i’m able
my worse fear is being a burden or ungrateful
i drop n+ggas out for bringing nothing to the table

yeah
and i apologise if the truth is distasteful
well, health is wealth, my n+gga we’re in a mad time
i almost went from headline to a flat line
shorty by my bedside when it’s nap time
he was focused on the drip then he capsized
n+ggas know i don’t play about this rap time
like them people don’t play when it’s tax time
[outro]



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