
since99 - clay jensen lyrics
[intro]
(i wish i was jenry)
d+mn, b+tch
you live like that?
[chorus]
[?] when i get a [?]
savin’ money when i’m using a latex (phew)
walkin’ with no kids and a paycheck (ha+ha)
and that sh+t a great feelin’
i took some influence, and now you think i’m stealin’
i just do it better (b+tch)
go ‘head and text don’t write her a letter (the f+ck?)
that b+tch ain’t a pen pal
build a dynasty i feel like i’m [?]
or maybe i’m talkin’ muskegon
you cut off the odds to go and get even
got a face tat’ now he think that he bleedin’
gotta cool down ’cause my sh+t over heatin’ (yes, sir)
thought he had a pint of nyquil, he dreamin’ (wow)
smokin’ on wake forest, i’m a demon deacon
[verse]
i’m in new york, i’m posted up, b+tch you can call me rakeem christmas
he wanted white we gave him protein powder, this ain’t no planet fitness (b+tch)
99 overall, feel like i’m bron, all you muhf+ckers my d+mn witness
i love makin’ hits and countin’ up cash, i almost forgot it’s a d+mn business (d+mn)
they just be talkin’ and that’s givin’ (f+ck)
you under+performin’ like ben simmons (sh+t)
you walk up in saks, and touch linen (yes)
one hundred percent, i’m not missin’ (continue)
she wanna slide, the plot thickens
[?] for the p+ssy and took [?]
vvs [?] like i’m paying emission
smokin’ on gas add it to [?]
you just mad that your b+tch f+ckin’ on clay from 13 reasons why (godd+mn)
had to go [?] ’cause i know there’s a thousand ways to die (99)
run a route, catch a play, lineup, feel like montgomery ty
he ain’t got coins for the laundromat so he left it out to dry
so he left it out to dry
[?] the sky
comin’ for heads like al+qaeda (heads)
and i got a good feeling i’m [?] flo rida
matt breida on the 49ers
i might go run up a pack
calais campbell how i grind for the sack
got a play [?]
[chorus]
[?] when i get a [?]
savin’ money when i’m using a latex (phew)
walkin’ with no kids and a paycheck (ha+ha)
and that sh+t a great feelin’
i took some influence, and now you think i’m stealin’
i just do it better (b+tch)
go ‘head and text don’t write her a letter (the f+ck?)
that b+tch ain’t a pen pal
build a dynasty i feel like i’m [?]
or maybe i’m talkin’ muskegon
you cut off the odds to go and get even
got a face tat’ now he think that he bleedin’
gotta cool down ’cause my sh+t over heatin’ (yes, sir)
thought he had a pint of nyquil, he dreamin’ (wow)
smokin’ on wake forest, i’m a demon deacon
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