Lyrics

i got jewels just like santana, i got jewels just like santana, i got jewels just like santana, i got jewels just like santana, i got jewels just like santana, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, i feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, oh wait, who the fuck i think i'm fooling, i just feel like my damn self, caught you lil, told em sample drake voice, make that my anthem, i'm hype williams with a handheld, bobby brown with a handscale, y'all niggas on a treadmill, just running at a stand still, i'm that motherfucking nigga homie, that's just something that i can't help, all these sucker mc's, that's just something that i can't feel, was i with your bitch last night, that's just something that i can't tell, gotta fuck with niggas doing better, can't fuck with niggas doing lesser, all these fake niggas doing extra, til you put them underneath some pressure, it's like niggas in a rat race, they tryna see who can tell the fastest, tell em niggas go that way, that or they momma picking out caskets, i done gave so much help out, niggas don't appreciate shit, so it's time to help myself out, these niggas always gon forget, it's 2017 nigga everbody giddy up, all bets took, triple double on these niggas every night got me feeling like westbrook, got the basics on em like a textbook, getting to the money, smoking best kush, i ain't worried bout none of you niggas, i'm just worried bout how my checks look, my new bitch she the baddest so i ain't worried bout how my ex look, but i've seen a picture of that bitch, and she got that my life's a mess look, all these fucking twitter threats, you gon kill this you gon injure that, like the police ain't got the internet, man, real niggas ain't into that, when it's real nigga we getting into that, no chitter chat, we come through, hate shit you still talking, we spinning back getting rid of that, niggas better chill, life cheap on the block, where we from we see a lot, nigga get popped tryna be who they not, niggas don't know how to dress, no stylist i be all kinda fresh, i'm a big fiend for amaury jeans cause they fit good and the pockets stretch, big wad and the small tool on me, yeah nigga that's my pocket wrench, leap frog, i hopped the fence, like you ain't got no fucking common sense, and i'm a start busting on your ass like i ain't got no fucking kinda sense, aw man, they ain't ready for me, aw man, they ain't ready for me, probably got your bitch somewhere butt naked bout to get ready for me, had to cut a lot of niggas off but i realize they was never for me, you tryna get that right now paper, i'm tryna get that forever money, just a nigga with a attitude, tryna get that jerry heller money, i'm ruthless in the booth bitch, ice on, lights on, i'm too lit, car, cool whip and the roof lift, forgiatos offset it, bowlegged how the coupe sit, here that boy go stunting again, yeah i'm back on my bullshit, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom, feel like juelz santana, leg hanging out the phantom

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Artist: juelz santana