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nick jordan - come thru (feat bodaciousthang!) lyrics

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(intro)

(chorus)
ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
you’d be trippin’
walkin’ in my shoes

ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
if you feel me come thru, come thru

(verse 1)
don’t talk if ain’t business
i’m all caught up right now
& really that’s my only interest

gotta funny feelin’
i ain’t really got no limit
like that credit card all black
i got millions on my mind, no cap

can’t convince everyone to get it
i guess that’s why it’s my vision
we all see thru different lenses
your opinion i’m indifferent
kinda hard for me to listen
& h-ll nah i ain’t a dentist
but it’s like pulling teeth for some
to understand

so straight up
i ain’t f-ckin’ with ya
if you don’t see the bigger picture
like a cannon
when i blow up
every body feel
the tremor

ya i’m
colder than the winter
in chicago 2019
“for once in my life”
i’m finna
have all of the finer things
ya i stevie wonder
all the time
just what the future brings

so i keep it pushin’
and i hustle like u can’t believe
follow me this way
’cause that’s on me
i’ll lead the winning team

plottin’ taking over
ya i’m breathing life
in all these dreams

(chorus)
ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
you’d be trippin’
walkin’ in my shoes

ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
if you feel me come thru, come thru

(verse 2 )
i be sittin back
contemplating
like this might
all be a dream

turnin’ up like every night
don’t feel a thing

quick to cut em off
no need for heavy
energy

left a bad taste up in my mouth
just like sour
c.r.e.a.m
wu it’s kinda tangy
and i need some sp-ce to breathe

right now
cash rule everything around me

i’m suede
im smooth
my brotha
like b-tter
they can’t believe!
i’m suede
im smooth
my brotha
like b-tter
they can’t believe!

ya

i’m trimmin’ the fat
i’m cutting it back
don’t care who u ask
i’ll put u on blast
i never react
to the hate
or the fake
i just sit back n laugh
makin’ my way to the bank
with this cash
close to a hunnid
layin’ on the dash
while u fakin &
wearing ya mask
jim carey
with ya actin’ -ss …

so sorry i don’t
know ya
know ya
know ya

where my money
what’s the hold up
hold up
hold up

(chorus)
ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
you’d be trippin’
walkin’ in my shoes

ya ya ya ya ya ya
ain’t got nothin’ to prove
if you feel me come thru, come thru

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