Jackboy — Lost Ties

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Niggas started to hate when I started shining
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t had let you close
‘Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score
I’m getting paid ’cause I’ve been grinding
In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke

Ain’t no way could you get my plate after you showed so many flaws
Can’t have love for me, you don’t love yourself, you don’t know how special you are
Ain’t no way could I be fake how I played the game so raw
When I was posted at that corner store, I ain’t think I would make it this far
But I did, bitch, yeah, I did
Wasn’t trying to flex, I bought my Aventador to live life the greatest
Earned my stripes, they hate it
Give no fucks, I made it
My drip the latest
Probably somewhere fuckin’ on the baddest
I don’t even know the bitch, but I make her call me daddy
I don’t even know her, but she make me feel happy
And how I’m fuckin’ on her, would have thought that we were married

Niggas started to hate when I started shining
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t had let you close
‘Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score
I’m getting paid ’cause I’ve been grinding
In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke

Ain’t no point in you even trying to cry
Ain’t no point explaining if you gon’ lie
I done gave you chances time after time
But you just can’t seem to get nothing right
You a thot bitch, you gon’ let me fuck all night
You a thot bitch, no, you can’t be my wife
‘Fore I go and chill with you, I’d rather go and shoot dice
Only time a nigga nice when I wanna lay pipe
I’ma put her on a flight, but I won’t take her out her night
Girl, I’ma fuck you right, but I’m not ’bout to change your life
I’m not ’bout to change your life, no, I can’t do that
Soon as we fuck, I’m sending you back
Thought I lost, girl, look how I floss
Stepping in Balencis, we shop at Ross
And I ain’t worried about the price, baby, I could pay the cost
Young spoiled-ass nigga, got designer on my drawers

Niggas started to hate when I started shining
Lost ties with a couple of niggas that I loved the most
If I knew you was finna do me dirty, I wouldn’t had let you close
‘Posed to wanna see me ball, but hate it when I score
I’m getting paid ’cause I’ve been grinding
In and out of state, I’m jumping back from coast to coast
Only worried about the dough, ain’t worried about a ho
I ain’t cutting the check with you, ho, you could die broke