"Jakiyah" lyrics

Oh, oh, oh, yeah
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Piano sound like a violin
I think it's time to leave the town, too much violence
I know you not gon' hold me down, so close my door, bitch, you ain't riding
I blew my past off, then frowned, it's very rare you catch me smiling

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her
Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper, backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds
Twenty thousand on a chain, don't get stained 'cause that mine, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I'ma die with it

Girl, how you treat me I'm average when I treat you like you perfect?
We knock down buildings, 9/11, murder she wrote all in cursive
Ask how I'm feeling, brand new Birkin, lil' shorty don't even deserve it
Girl, you can get it 'cause I got it, the only reason I purchase
It's late night, geeked up off the Addy, two double cups got me swerving
I'm working, 2:50 in the morning, birds chirping
My nigga told me I'm tripping 'cause I'm the reason that you leveled up
Just tryna find out what I'm missing, the reason that I sip double cups
No, you don't love me like the way I love you
I look around, it ain't no one to trust
I swear, it's times that I get tired of thugging
That's just my pride, but I don't feel like fuck you
I'm just speaking on my life, this ain't make believe
I can see it in your eyes, you ain't made for me
I'm hurting myself, helping everyone else
I guess it's time I put an end to it, oh, oh
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So my Glock on the shelf
I just got off the phone with lil' shorty, first thing she asked me what I been doing, I said

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her
Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper, backseat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds
Twenty thousand on a chain, don't get stained 'cause that mine, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I'ma die with it

Pull up with the Jeep, riding with my heat, mmm
I just want a [?] streets
I just really, really want a bitch who out for me, yeah, yeah
Shorty say that I give that straight D-O-P-E, yeah
How I'ma put that codeine down when I ain't got no one to lean on?
It's hard to see it in your face when you around like you don't fiend for me
Damn, that pussy wet like water and I love it when she cream on me
So her neck filled up with water, I don't never wanna leave 'em
True Religion, Mari, you look better with them jeans on
Fendi, Gucci, Prada, I done spent like fifty G's on
Off in the gym like Coach Carter, no Michael Jordan, shoot above the rim
The same one love I got for daughter the same one love that I got for Lul Tim
My heart filled with fire, I need you to come and heal me
I'm so in love with Jakiyah, but she's so young that she don't feel me
You labeled me as a liar, but I'm like how? 'Cause this the real me
Right on my side, I keep fire 'cause I can't let nobody steal me

And I been tryna keep my head on a swivel
Perfect timing, that Audemars Piguet, I wanna give her
Fifty thousand, I done spent on Mike Amiri denim
On some fly shit, 'til they kill me, I'ma rock out with my niggas
This shit getting deeper, back seat of that Rolls-Royce sliding
I got nothing but some hurt and pain from these diamonds
Twenty thousand on a chain, don't get stained 'cause that mine, bitch
I'm steady swerving lane to lane, hand on that flame, I'ma die with it