Jealous

Lyrics

They hate to see the type of shit that we on
 The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
 The bank roll won't even fold
 These niggas jealous
 I can see it in their faces, they wanna trade places
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Haters coming faster than I ever seen them come before
 Racks on racks they say I was a one hit wonder, where I go
 To the top where I belong, I m from the corner slanging stones
 20 mix tapes in a year, you know the type of shit I'm on
 Fly only, that s just the code that I live by
 Tell me I can't do it, it won't work, and I m a still try
 Try to hold me back and doubted me, they did it several times
 You can never underestimate a nigga like my kind
 I m a rebel, I m a warrior, and I'll destroy ya
 All these dues I paid you go need more than a judge of lawyers
 You put my back against the wall, I m a come out standing tall
 Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
 They hate to see the type of shit that we on
 The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
 The bank roll won't even fold
 These niggas jealous
 I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
 These niggas jealous
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Money multiplying, ... flat-line
 Y'all can't even see me in the daytime
 Bank' America on speed dial, I m eatin' now
 Stacking every penny just in case I go to war with y all
 I m just a young hood nigga with a lot of class
 You see the way I perform, these girls is loving my charm
 I love my city and they love me back
 My chain looking like a camera when it flash
 I m hungry for that money, and I m getting cash
 I m in that big body with 200 on the dash
 Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
 They hate to see the type of shit that we on
 The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
 The bank roll won't even fold
 These niggas jealous
 I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
 These niggas jealous
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 You want that Hermes shit, I got it for ya
 You want that YSL, I got it for ya
 I went from rags to riches and now I'm spoiled
 I know some Freeband Gang who loyal
 They said we wouldn't be shit, but some finessers
 Now we pulling up in them fully loaded compressors
 And now the tables have turned, I moved on
 It ain't no animosity, I moved on
 And they don t wanna see you make it where I come from
 And they don't like it that I'm famous no
 You need to take a look at what I dun accomplished
 How many you know can turn nothing into something?
 Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
 They hate to see the type of shit that we on
 The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
 The bank roll won't even fold
 These niggas jealous
 I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
 These niggas jealous
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Jealous!

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Duration
03:41
Key
7
Tempo
150 BPM

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