JALEN HURTS ft. LuvPerx Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Get up, go get it Early bird, get to the worm first
My n***a aiming dots up in that field just like he Jalen Hurts
Whether you rich or poor My momma told me you got the same worth
Project Baby, I was born with nothing, you see I made it work
N***a silly, color purple, on they ass tighten up the girdle
Must be out of your mind you speak on Herschel boy they bound to hurt you
Them boys really stand on business catch a victim whack the witness
I ain't got a cap about my pockets n***a I'm out here getting it
Swear I love my people, when we talk, they say I'm really gifted
Uh-uh, bitch, I'm cool just where I'm at, you will not see me switching
Unless you see me switching lanes taking face not taking names
I don't want no new friends cause the old friends brought too much pain
Last night I tried to drown all of my problems with Promethazin
Today, I swear I might just run it back and do the same thing
Bitch, you don't know shit about my life, you don't know what I've seen
Bitch, I'm thuggin' hard, I'm on the grind till I achieve my dream
MHD, the money team, Garden Man, I'm getting green
On the grind, I'm tryna stack that money tall like Wemby
Yeah, they finally noticed me , now they can't get close to me
Soon as I get them VVs on my teeth, just watch how I cheese
And if I ever hit the ground again, just watch how they leave
Took some L's tryna get to the M's and oh I keep it P
Find demons all through the night, so I can't get no sleep
But still, I got a lot more to achieve
Get up, go get it, early bird get to the worm first
My n***a aiming dots up in that field just like he Jalen Hurts
Whether you rich or poor My mama told me you got the same worth
Project Baby I was born with nothing, you see I made it work
N***a silly, color purple, on they ass, tighten up the girdle
Must be out of your mind you speak on Herschel boy they bound to hurt you
Them boys really stand on business, catch a victim, whack the witness
I ain't got a cap about my pocket, n***a, I'm out here getting it
AMIRI jeans they tight as fuck stuffing racks up in my britches
Diamonds on my motherfuckin' neck, yeah, these bitches hittin
I can't trust no soul, but I trust the switches
Perky's in my motherfuckin' body, got me itchy itchy
Line after line after line, drugs got me chillin
I'm so fuckin' high, I just touched the ceiling
Every time I think of her, I tend to get in my feelings
MHD up to the top, yeah, I know y'all see it vivid
Why the fuck these n****s cap? Why the fuck these n****s squealin'
Put the boot up on the map, let them know we in the building
Uncle he in there cooking uh,Yeah, you know he in the kitchen
and she in here giving top ,Yeah, that bitch lil icky-vicky
shooter look like Fetty Wap Close one eye he finna peel you
I don't think I understand I don't think I wanna feel you