Kenny Mason -
9
JUMPIN IN
Guess I always knew, guess I always knew
(COUPE) hold up
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Ain't no jumpin' when you clutching on a-
357, split the seven to a three-five
I done loved Atlanta for forever, nigga, F.I.L.A
Offended? Leave you behind on the freeway
In the whip with no Freon
Fuck a peon
They catching bullets like Deion
I had to devise a plan to prove that I was divine
I demonstrate similar traits to the greats
But I'm in the space
Even they can't imitate
I watch and wait
You just touch me, and I melt
I know I'll always be the one for you, as always
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Hoe, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Staying here ain't bring me nothing
So, I'm-
In the whip, shorty fussy, but she jumpin' in
If she bust it wide open, then I'm jumpin in
Shawty clutching on that- (phew) ain't no jumpin' him
Fuck that jumpin-in'
Fuck that-
2007, I was living on the east side
Big bro hit me, say he on the way I call him Esau
Bitch, I had to wrestle with an angel by the seaside
Daddy didn't want me hanging with 'em, I can see why
They thought I was green 'til I hoped out on that Green Line
These niggas got green eyes, pointing them at me now
Learned about the killers, I know what it takes to be one
I learned, without a trigger finger you can't make a peace sign
Okay, I know this shit
Better not tote that shit, unless you plan to blow that shit
I had to crash in David's whip, until he totaled it
Nowadays I don't even gotta ask them what the total is
You just touch me, and I melt
And I always knew that I would grow to this
I know I'll always be the one for you, as always
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Hoe, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Staying here ain't bring me nothing
So, I'm-
In the whip, shorty fussy, but she jumpin' in
If she bust it wide open, then I'm jumpin in
Shawty clutching on that- (phew) ain't no jumpin' him
Fuck that jumpin-in'
Fuck that-
I thought someday I would forget
Though I try so hard to stay away
(COUPE) hold up
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Ain't no jumpin' when you clutching on a-
357, split the seven to a three-five
I done loved Atlanta for forever, nigga, F.I.L.A
Offended? Leave you behind on the freeway
In the whip with no Freon
Fuck a peon
They catching bullets like Deion
I had to devise a plan to prove that I was divine
I demonstrate similar traits to the greats
But I'm in the space
Even they can't imitate
I watch and wait
You just touch me, and I melt
I know I'll always be the one for you, as always
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Hoe, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Staying here ain't bring me nothing
So, I'm-
In the whip, shorty fussy, but she jumpin' in
If she bust it wide open, then I'm jumpin in
Shawty clutching on that- (phew) ain't no jumpin' him
Fuck that jumpin-in'
Fuck that-
2007, I was living on the east side
Big bro hit me, say he on the way I call him Esau
Bitch, I had to wrestle with an angel by the seaside
Daddy didn't want me hanging with 'em, I can see why
They thought I was green 'til I hoped out on that Green Line
These niggas got green eyes, pointing them at me now
Learned about the killers, I know what it takes to be one
I learned, without a trigger finger you can't make a peace sign
Okay, I know this shit
Better not tote that shit, unless you plan to blow that shit
I had to crash in David's whip, until he totaled it
Nowadays I don't even gotta ask them what the total is
You just touch me, and I melt
And I always knew that I would grow to this
I know I'll always be the one for you, as always
Jumpin' in
Tryna hit with my brother
Bitch, I'm jumpin' in
In the whip to wherever
Hoe, I'm jumpin' in
Standing still brought me nothing
So, I'm jumpin' in
Staying here ain't bring me nothing
So, I'm-
In the whip, shorty fussy, but she jumpin' in
If she bust it wide open, then I'm jumpin in
Shawty clutching on that- (phew) ain't no jumpin' him
Fuck that jumpin-in'
Fuck that-
I thought someday I would forget
Though I try so hard to stay away
Credits
Writer(s): Edwin Kenneth Green Jr., Edward Maclin Cooper Iii, Louis Edward Ragland, Valerie Ogeltree
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