Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song From the Jump, artist - Big Scarr
Date of issue: 24.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
From the Jump |
I knew from the jump I wasn’t average |
Switched up my ways, had to found a new strategy |
Remember they used to look past me |
Now every show it’s bad bitches attackin' me (Bad bitches attackin' me) |
Remember my clothes bein' baggy, now it’s designer all over my fabrics |
Pop shit every day for the days I ain’t have it (For the days I ain’t have it) |
forever I’m lastin' (Forever I’m lastin') |
Lil' bro worked the stick, where the passion? |
(Pew-pew) |
Really got 'motion, ain’t out here just braggin' |
Ah, my bitch say I blew and left her in the past, this too many days I been |
absent (I been absent) |
But I’m on the road, gettin' these bags in (Gettin' these bags in), |
security can’t save me, so I got the strap in |
This Cartier watch on my wrist like I’m Ben 10 |
Feel lost in crowds, who thought I would I ever win? |
(Who thought I would ever |
win?) |
Might take me a flight to Dubai or the Philippines |
Play about drugs, get the money by every means (I get it all) |
I got the sauce, you know I got the recipe |
I gave to myself, had to do what was best for me |
Told they that I got 'em long as I got bread for me (Brrt, no cap) |
The money and fame ain’t change just things around me (Woah) |
Your attentions ain’t hit, so don’t come around me (No) |
Been deep in the water, I thought I would drown (Drown) |
boy, you better sit down |
These digits too much to keep playin' around (Playin' around) |
I was too young, tryna figure it out (Tryna figure it out) |
Grandmama |
, grandmama’s child (Oh) |
She left, I was thuggin', had to found the way out (Oh) |
I couldn’t go to school, they kept kickin' me out |
I couldn’t work a job, so I went to the trap |
I knew from the jump I wasn’t average |
Switched up my ways, had to found a new strategy (Come on) |
Remember they used to look past me |
Now every show it’s bad bitches attackin' me (Bad bitches attackin' me) |
Remember my clothes bein' baggy, now it’s designer all over my fabrics |
Pop shit every day for the days I ain’t have it (For the days I ain’t have it) |
forever I’m lastin' (Forever I’m lastin') |
Lil' bro worked the stick, where the passion? |
(Pew-pew) |
Really got 'motion, ain’t out here just braggin' |
Ah, my bitch say I blew and left her in the past, this too many days I been |
absent (I been absent) |
But I’m on the road, gettin' these bags in (These bags in), security can’t save |
me, so I got the strap in |
This Cartier watch on my wrist like I’m Ben 10 |
Feel lost in crowds, who thought I would I ever win? |
(Who thought I would ever |
win?) |