The Jump

Coming up everyone told me I Wasn't a
Baller I balled out anyways
Now they see me call the shots But they never for
Got they got called out anyways
Caramel youngin wit a pretty
Face good
Hair thick curls for the slickest Waves
Took me a while just to get it Straight they was
Jealous of me cuz they ain't in my Place
Caramel youngin from the jump Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump

Trigger finger itching
I'm aiming for my shot at the
Top, feels like I'm starting a race
Cock it back and let it bang while Y'all sprint off the blocks
I'm marathoning to space
Got bout 5 watches in stock but No time for a opp
I ain't got no time to waste
See my successes then up like a Bubble they pop
I'm playing darts with the fakes
I'm a scary sight in many reasons Off the top
For example I'm dark in the face
Mind my business do my ditty Still got stars from cops
Guns already out they waist
Say my prayers and say my grace Just like I was taught
Mom look at the man that you Raised
Ain't have a lot but a lotta y'all Want what I got
But you'll never take it away
My gift to you
I done came thru I promise imma
Make it, this ain't out the blue
This right here is 19 years in the
Making
Even if the top is occupied
Imma go get it like that shit was
Vacant
I got people to
Feed no I can't get complacent

Coming up everyone told me I Wasn't a
Baller I balled out anyways
Now they see me call the shots But they never for-
Got they got called out anyways
Caramel youngin wit a pretty
Face good
Hair thick curls for the slickest Waves
Took me a while just to get it Straight they was
Jealous of me cuz they ain't in my Place
Caramel youngin from the jump Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump

Jump, jump, higher than Vince
I jump out the gym and go fly Like the
Wind all my dreams imma live Make em based on true
Stories and jump out the films This is God's plan this is not off a Whim
When it comes to specifics I'm Big like pacific like I'm in the
Rim,
Try'n tell me different you cap wit no
Brim why you worried bout me I ain't even ya friend
And I damn sure ain't yo enemy
I don't got none of those
See me as that if you want that's A waste of my
Energy I stay charged like a Phone
My world receives enough hate
To add on to the
Plate
Thanks for the offer I'm straight
Gotta make room for that lobster And steak
So when I have my babies they Born to good taste

Coming up everyone told me I Wasn't a
Baller I balled out anyways
Now they see me call the shots But they never for-
Got they got called out anyways
Caramel youngin wit a pretty
Face good
Hair thick curls for the slickest Waves
Took me a while just to get it Straight they was
Jealous of me cuz they ain't in my Place
Caramel youngin from the jump Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump
Caramel youngin from the jump



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Johnson
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