JUUG - Remix

Yeah
Mac, stop
Yeah
Mac, stop
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
I had to cut all my losses and cut my emotions
And quickly I shut it up
I was a youngin' with nothing
I hustled to get a percentage, I'm coming up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up

I just finesse and I juug
Get what I want from the plug
I just been hittin' the blunt
Yeah, third eye been opening up
How I'm conscious but a thug
I been working 'cross the city slanging
Used to do the lean, but never did the Xannies
Lost my fuckin' homie, start to hate my family
Did some meditation, now I'm seeing straightly, like
Never thought I'd be fuckin' with this rap shit
One day man, it came to me, sang to me
The same day, I'm feelin' free
Don't you know that it pays to be a g
Leader of your own domain
I ain't really fuckin' with no cocaine
Got too much worth inside my brain
My girl love listenin' to Gucci Mane
Lately, shit ain't the same
Ain't gonna fuck with these demons
I just keep dreaming
Beat on the beats, I show out til I'm bleeding
My main bitch is vegan, my side bitch is sleeping
Almost just died from the sleeping and leaning
My homie just died from the cancer, I'm grieving
Never gon stop 'til my heart stops on beating
Mothafucka, don't you make me repeat it
I'm back on my shit

Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
I had to cut all my losses and cut my emotions
And quickly I shut it up
I was a youngin' with nothing
I hustled to get a percentage, I'm coming up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up

Tried to abide by the new regime
Had to revolt, change a couple things
I shook it up, had to rumble things
Now let's move on to some other things
I been untroubled, no suffering
Skies have been sunny, no thundering
Music career started fluttering
Oh, you surprised
Gotchu stuttering
Cause you fumbled it, fumbled it
I
Thought to myself
Then I mumbled it
I can't go broke
CGB
There's no pun in it
We bear the fruits
Been the truth
Just additional proof
There's no way you can run wit it
Gifted like Christmas
Don't doubt if they movin' suspicious
It's dog eat dog vicious
That's how it goes in this business
Everyone wants to be witnesses
Til' it go left, then they distancing
But tell me who told you we give a shit
Cause only a few that would get a split
Don't need advice, cause I'm nice wit' it
Cookin' up
I throw the spice in it
See the pie
Can't get a slice of it
You see the prize
Yeah, my eyes on it
Yeah, my eyes on it

Ay, ay, ay, ay
All of my life, finessing, finessing
Had to learn how to turn lessons to blessings
Took all my talent from sessions and sessions
Sprinkle the seasoning, I got the dressing
Who you addressing
Who you be testing
Who you be flexing on
Who you be vexing
Looking for mentions don't get my attention
I kill shit by accident, that's my intention
Body bags, body bags, yeah
Toe tags, toe tags, yeah
Out here dying for a flag, yeah
Yo bitch dying on the rag, yeah
I ain't got no time to brag, yeah
I was filling dime bags up
You was chilling wit some f*gs, bruh
I was tryna get the laag, yeah
I was juuging, I was chopping
I was whipping, I was wopping
I was nippin', they was flocking
Droppin' dime, yeah they was watchin' us
Now they know there ain't no stopping us
Early morning, see them clocking us
See me rolling, see me stocking up
I be finessing, juuging and run it up

Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
I had to cut all my losses and cut my emotions
And quickly I shut it up
I was a youngin' with nothing
I hustled to get a percentage, I'm coming up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
Finesse and juug and then run it up
I turn a 2 to a 4 to a 6 to a 10 to a 20 then fuck it up