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just jrod – pushin’ on lyrics

[verse 1: just jrod]
lately i’ve been feelin like a king
my guardian angel wear her crown as a halo
i’ve been on this wave since thirteen
i knew at a young age sh+t ain’t always what it seems
n+ggas wild out on they instagram live
while they tryin to follow that, me been following my dreams
ain’t n0body f+cking with the national regime
tell me if you got a problem, come an say it to my team
n+gga
all i know is young n+gga rap
i run the city, and i’m not giving it back
even chris paul couldn’t handle these facts
i save up my stacks and plan my attack
i’m doper than coke in the back of a trap
one hit of this track have you wired like tap
i’m living my life like it’s golden, in fact
you broke and my pockеts is swoller than shaq

[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck on the rеal though
ain’t n0body bagging like me, i’m bilbo
tryin to be the first to get my hands on a mil
if you can’t f+ck with that get f+cked by a d+ld+, f+ck n+gga
i don’t give a f+ck that simple, hotbox weed smoke blow through the window
aye
i don’t give a f+ck on the real though (i don’t give a)
i don’t give a f+ck, that simple
[verse 2: ron parks]
wait, recalibrate
started from bottom, my n+ggas relate
blood with the n+ggas that push on real weight
and they always on move so they lose it with haste
workout strong
me, i’m just pusin’ these rap songs
n+ggas puttin hits out, i’m hitting on my bong
earth in a cone, keeping my nights long
money talks
man i’m trying to make money, go write songs
ok, who you think you f+cking with?
cutting out madula’s, the losers done formed a covenant
city where i bueller’d the school and did some other sh+t
i traded in the form for a motherf+cking mothership
uh, that’s word to badu
it’s verb, now haiku
my dividends gotta be unlimited
money trees, mary jane the breeze
if i told you i’mma do it then i probably done did the sh+t

[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck on the real though
ain’t n0body bagging like me, i’m bilbo
tryin to be the first to get my hands on a mil
if you can’t f+ck with that get f+cked by a d+ld+, f+ck n+gga
i don’t give a f+ck that simple, hotbox weed smoke blow through the window
aye
i don’t give a f+ck on the real though
i don’t give a f+ck, that simple

- just jrod lyrics

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