Jada Flow
Hard times it'll show what you really made of
You can't talk about the money if you ain't save none
My downfall I know that's what these niggas prayed on
Mob ties, sweep you off your feet I'm the made son
You kept it real from the start then you my day one
Told bro to spark the cones cuz I really hate blunts
Code word, steak sauce when they want the A-1
I buy em by the bundle I dont fuck with the lace fronts
And yea we doing good that's cuz we had a great run
I seen what's it's like when it get tight and it ain't fun
Gotta man up like you Eli and Peyton
You taking care of yo seed anybody can make one
They knew I was the one first day that I came out
I'm sick of hearing these niggas
Talk and rap about what they ain't bout
Menace to society when I break the Caine out
She swallow kids and down-talk me with the same mouth
Used to slap weed and throw parties the same house
I - 96 to Lansing on the the same route
Me and Church used to hit the road when we ran out
He talking like he ain't my brother you ain't the fam now?
All through the years blood sweat and tears
How you calling me a opp when I got love for yo kids
If you don't want to talk then it is what it is
You went to Facebook before you came to us that wasn't real
But back to moving work I got that off my chest
Spot full of green and white trap look like the jets
Got a plug out in Oakland said he need an address
FaceTime talking numbers cuz I don't want to text
I ain't where I want to be but I'm doing my best
Long as the kids straight I can handle the rest
But I'm barely getting sleep so i can't handle the rest
If i don't bring the money home it's gon feel like neglect
A lotta snow, cold heart turn the heat on for me
Made 23, on some bullshit I don't see no Jordan's
We everywhere they never there we don't see those boys
They all crab in a bucket like a seafood boil
If a nigga really love you he'll answer the phone
A million dollars worth of game I'm just passing it on
Some niggas really pussy I wont put them cats in a song
To sign me I need a deal just like Patrick Mahomes yea
You can't talk about the money if you ain't save none
My downfall I know that's what these niggas prayed on
Mob ties, sweep you off your feet I'm the made son
You kept it real from the start then you my day one
Told bro to spark the cones cuz I really hate blunts
Code word, steak sauce when they want the A-1
I buy em by the bundle I dont fuck with the lace fronts
And yea we doing good that's cuz we had a great run
I seen what's it's like when it get tight and it ain't fun
Gotta man up like you Eli and Peyton
You taking care of yo seed anybody can make one
They knew I was the one first day that I came out
I'm sick of hearing these niggas
Talk and rap about what they ain't bout
Menace to society when I break the Caine out
She swallow kids and down-talk me with the same mouth
Used to slap weed and throw parties the same house
I - 96 to Lansing on the the same route
Me and Church used to hit the road when we ran out
He talking like he ain't my brother you ain't the fam now?
All through the years blood sweat and tears
How you calling me a opp when I got love for yo kids
If you don't want to talk then it is what it is
You went to Facebook before you came to us that wasn't real
But back to moving work I got that off my chest
Spot full of green and white trap look like the jets
Got a plug out in Oakland said he need an address
FaceTime talking numbers cuz I don't want to text
I ain't where I want to be but I'm doing my best
Long as the kids straight I can handle the rest
But I'm barely getting sleep so i can't handle the rest
If i don't bring the money home it's gon feel like neglect
A lotta snow, cold heart turn the heat on for me
Made 23, on some bullshit I don't see no Jordan's
We everywhere they never there we don't see those boys
They all crab in a bucket like a seafood boil
If a nigga really love you he'll answer the phone
A million dollars worth of game I'm just passing it on
Some niggas really pussy I wont put them cats in a song
To sign me I need a deal just like Patrick Mahomes yea
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Writer(s): Dominique Maybanks
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