Jaron — 4AM

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[Verse]
Most of the work weren’t easy, never had a bring and I done it on my Jack’s (My Jack’s)
Dem boy there talkin’ smack, everybody wanna talk but ain’t talkin’ facts (They ain’t talkin’ facts)
D9 just called on my phone like «Jay, how you stackin’ up all these bands?» (I’m stackin’)
And I told him «I live to invest, I can say with my chest, that’s part of the plan (That’s part of the plan)
Sip on my drink in the penthouse with a bad B, I ain’t hearin’ haters (Nope)
All the chicks-dem know that I’m dangerous, six foot four like I play for The Lakers
JAY1, cool down, cah you’re blazin’ (Blazin’)
Everybody wanna take shots at me, carry on, cah I’m feelin’ famous (Haha)
Fuckin’ up all these feelings cah I’m heartless, blow back then I cut, ayy
Bethany came with a chicken, it wasn’t seasoned so I told her to cut (Ayy, fuck off)
But the back look big from a distance when she walked off so I told her «Stop» (Ayy, come back)
Thick ting with the breasts look gorgeous, baby, bruk off your back, get tun
Swear down, life is a movie (Movie)
I could never give sex to a groupie (Groupie)
Went up Radford quickly just to make a swift banger with Coolie (Coolie)
Come a long way from Southgate, now I’m out ‘ere tryna make that smoothie (Smoothie)
I was out there with a bad B, she a bad B, but she drives man looney
Bill it, bun it, dash it
It’s a madness when I step up in the place (Place)
And nobody wanna put work in but these dumb pricks want a piece of the cake
I pull up like nuttin’ ain’t friendly, bro, send me that key to the safe
I want it all and I want it now, I ball so hard like I’m E to the A, ayy
How many times did I drip? Bro, fuck about and get licked (Lit)
One bang to the face, I’m dis close, play with me and get hit (Get hit)
Feet come tekky like Isco, on the field, I do bits (Do bits)
Like, how you gonna DM my bitch, bro? Must be takin’ the piss (Takin’ the piss)
I was out there like I mentioned before with the benz on my balls, in the ends it was cray
Fed pulled up in the coupe, it was mad, it was bouj, man, I thought I was catchin’ a case
I was thirteen, I was young still, takin’ your lunch in the end and I’m takin’ your bae
I’m still J to the A to the Y to the 1, ain’t nobody takin’ my place
Are you fuckin’ stupid?
Nineteen in the charts, I do this
Top ten on the feature, clueless
Ten mill on a tune, I’m movin’
Small boy, don’t talk ’bout losin’
Step through to the place all boujee
Bro, check out the back on Lucy
If I come then I come with my goonies
I’m boujee, two hands on the booty
That’s Susan, Britney and Sarah
Michaela, baby, come nearer
That’s Stacey, Ava and Taylor
Big booty, juicy like Ava
That’s JAY1 not 2, don’t play dawg
When kway kway came back with the blazer
It’s a mad ting, D9 that’s my day dawg
If you doubt, me shock you like a taser

[Outro]
Mm
JAY1, JAY1
JAY1, JAY1
JAY1, JAY