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Future lyrics : "Jealous"

[Intro]
What it's go come in with a verse?


[Verse 1]
Haters coming faster then I ever seen them come before
Racks on racks they say I was a one hit wonder, where I go

To the top where I belong, I'm from the corner slanging stones
20 mixtapes in a year, you know the type of %#@! I'm on
Fly, %#@!, only, that's just the code that I live by

Tell me I can't do it, it won't work, and Ima' still try
Try to hold me back and doubted me, they did it several times
You can never underestimate a ^!$$% like my kind

Ima' rebel, I'm a warrior, and I'll destroy ya
All these dues I paid you go need more than a judge of lawyers
You put my back against the wall, Ima' come out standing tall


[Hook]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches

They hate to see the type of %#@! that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold

These ^!$$%s jealous
I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These ^!$$%s jealous

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These ^!$$%s jealous
[Verse 2]

Money multiplying, soov flatline
Yall ^!$$%s can't even see me in the daytime
Bank' America on speed dail, I'm eatin' now

Stacking every penny just incase I go to war with yall
I'm just a young hood ^!$$% with a lot of class
& I'm swagging you ^!$$%s, body bags

You see the way I perform, these girls is loving my charm
I love my city and they love me back
My chain looking like a camera when it flash

I'm hungry for that money, and I'm getting cash
I'm in that big body with 200 on the dash


[Hook]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of %#@! that we on

The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These ^!$$%s jealous

I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These ^!$$%s jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


[Verse 3]
You want that hermes %#@!, I got it for ya

You want that ysl, I got it for ya
I went from rags to riches and now I'm spoiled
I know some Freeband Gang ^!$$%s who loyal

They said we wouldn't be %#@!, but some finessers
Now we pulling up in them fully loaded compressors
And now the tables have turned, I moved on

It ain't no animosity, I moved on
And they don't wanna see you make it where I come from
And they don't like it that I'm famous no uh uh

You need to take a look at what I dun become
How many ^!$$%s you know can turn nothing into something


[Hook]
Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of %#@! that we on

The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These ^!$$%s jealous

I can see it in they faces, they wanna trade places
These ^!$$%s jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

These ^!$$%s jealous

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