BoldBeats - Jeter Lyrics

Knock this shit out the park, like I thought that my last name was Jeter
How you balling, your card just declined at the reader
You niggas is simping for pussy, it's all that you have
She try harder, she know I don't need her
She mad, she not used to this shit
Got her all in her feelings refusing to dick her
I be pulling them sober, you be using the liquor
I could hit on the shorty, the mom or the sister
Everything that I'm saying is facts, you can check it
I've been waiting, my life Fina change any second
Give a f*ck what they think, I can't talk to a snake
Like they slick, I can still hear the hiss through the message
I hear the hiss through the phone
You ain't getting no money, we can't get along
I've been smoking my feelings, them bitches is strong
All my problem and worries, go straight to the dome
All my problems and worries go straight to the head
All my struggles and stresses go straight to the face
Tony Hawk every track, man they know that I skate
And it's almost that time that I pick up the pace
And it's almost that time that I finally take off
They gone see how I shine, when I'm putting that shit on
The issues that come from the throne that I sit on
Been building up pressure, I'm blowing the lid off
Told my mother and father, I think that I sold out my soul
But don't worry, don't trip, I got ya
This money keeps coming, my pockets in knotting
Ima do what I do, till they talk to us proper
Will be one the greatest, will not be forgotten
Say they solid, but steady finessing they partner
They keep talkin that bullshit, man tell them to stop it
I'm the one, not the two, man you get it, you got it, I'm gone
Now I'm bringing it back
Had to get off my ass, just to get to these racks
On my life, I won't talk to these niggas
If it ain't about money, I'm not one to sit and just chat
Made me question my worth, got to sit where you at
Made me question my spirit, you lucky you lived
Made me question my spirit, you luck you lived
Knock this shit out the park, like I thought that my last name was Jeter
How you balling, your card just declined at the reader
You niggas is simping for pussy, it's all that you have
She try harder, she know I don't need her
She mad, she not used to this shit
Got her all in her feelings refusing to dick her
I be pulling them sober, you be using the liquor
I could hit on the shorty, the mom or the sister
Everything that I'm saying is facts, you can check it
I've been waiting, my life Fina change any second
Give a f*ck what they think, I can't talk to a snake
Like they slick, I can still hear the hiss through the message
I hear the hiss through the phone
You ain't getting no money, we can't get along
I've been smoking my feelings, them bitches is strong
All my problem and worries, go straight to the dome