"Jacksonville" lyrics

I was broke as fuck, stressing on the daily, had to make a way
Now I'm at the beach, with my bae, sipping on Rosé
If you ain't, in my fucking circle don't care what you say
Don't you got some burgers to flip, dog get out my way
Wake up then I get to grinding, don't got time to bullshit
My minds a fucking weapon, more lethal than a full clip
Right now I whip a jetta, one day whip the Rolls bitch
Most these rappers rapping can't even fuck with my old shit
Heard they sneak dissing on the low, you are not clever
Heard they say I changed, dog of course I did, I got better
Focus on improvement, that's a lesson that you need to learn
If the shit is toxic, then it's simple, that bridge gotta burn
Pennies in my pocket quickly switched up to them papa Smurfs
If you don't know what that mean, you should probably get to work
If it do not benefit you, why the fuck are you concerned
Ima keep on hustling till the day my ashes in the urn

Pay attention, and shut your motherfucking mouth bitch
Haters get up off my dick, fuck your fucking couch bitch
Friendly when in person, on the microphone, a different story
Hating on another, you a clown like you missing Dory
Shoutout to my fam, they the ones who should get all the glory
Future looking bright for me, so much in my inventory
Wifey cooking pasta she Italian, my sauce enormous
Spent a fucking thousand at Millenia, you can't ignore us
This will probably do some fucking numbers, no need for a chorus
Come and kick it with the Prince, like your first name is Morris
Yeah, I'm just built different I guess
All you haters are the same to me, insects and some pests
You a mess, talking my shit disrespectfully
Took a couple months off, work on myself mentally
But now I'm back to shit on all my haters endlessly
If you double cross me, no Netflix show but you dead to me