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letra de no mans land - trap jayy

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[intro]
(beatsbysteven)
swear i came a long way to get where i’m at
this sh-t ain’t come so easy
it’s up now
know i had to put in my time just to shine for this sh-t
yeah

[chorus]
pop out the seal, that purple i’m sippin’
dirty sprite help me boost up my vision
go hard in my zone, make everyone feel it
for the times they ain’t sit there and listen
got it all on my own, i really invented
all you n-ggas that’s seekin’ attention
for the clout they be wantin’ to mention (pow), uh
until they get hit with that burner
thirty clip, man down, that’s a murder, yeah
word full of homicides, homicides
(all that we heard of, yeah)
i been movin’ paranoid, why i stay with that stick by my side?
these broke ass n-ggas be lyin’
all this ice switched up for the time
swear i’m way too focused to have everything fall in line
[verse]
(that lil’ n-gga jay allant ain’t got nothin’ goin’ on with himself, b-tch!)
jay allant this, jay allant that
nah, i don’t give a f-ck, get your b-tch right back
way she dance on the d-ck, make it jet like that
dnd her phone, she can’t answer back, uh
and you know that i’m with it
just like spotem, we got ’em, he finished
f-ck the body, we aim for his fitted
i put that piece to his chrome, now he up in the ceiling
i pour that b-tch up for my healing
n-ggas gon’ talk about me ’cause they know i’m the realest
that’s coming straight out of my city
they just be hating the fact how i better myself
got it straight from the mud, it was gritty, was stuck, now it’s litty
work hard for my image, i feel like i’m diddy
pray me and my brothers don’t fie by the fifty
we movin’ dangerous
all for a stack, got my young n-ggas itchin’ to get you
paid off, you know that they stainin’ them
i been goin’ hard, yeah, with everything in me
took down the risk just to see all my brothers in bentley’s
i pray that we all gonna get it and flip it
and stack that b-tch up to a twenty
run it up, young n-ggas, sum it up, young n-ggas
run it up, young n-ggas, run it up, young n-ggas
(run up these m’s ’til my ankle pop, you know i will never stop)
(you know i will never stop)
[chorus]
pop out the seal, that purple i’m sippin’
dirty sprite help me boost up my vision
go hard in my zone, make everyone feel it
for the times they ain’t sit there and listen
got it all on my own, i really invented
all you n-ggas that’s seekin’ attention
for the clout they be wantin’ to mention (pow), uh
until they get hit with that burner
thirty clip, man down, that’s a murder, yeah
word full of homicides, homicides
(all that we heard of, yeah)
i been movin’ paranoid, why i stay with that stick by my side?
these broke ass n-ggas be lyin’
all this ice switched up for the time
swear i’m way too focused to have everything fall in line

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