Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jugg Season , by - Future. Song from the album Notice Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.05.2013
Record label: Eastside
Song language: English
Jugg Season |
| I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons |
| Keep it low key, you got that cocaina |
| These street niggas snitching out for no reason |
| All year round I call it jugg season |
| I blend in good with the rich and famous |
| But that a never change the game that I’m claiming |
| You gotta change whips like you change clothes |
| They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold |
| I don’t even think before I make a move |
| And I never leave the house without the tool |
| In the streets, nigga, you can win or lose |
| I got bricks, I got bills, but I don’t fuck with you |
| Word on the street, a lot of niggas talking |
| I’mma work that jugg house, and I’m a keep on balling |
| My trap phone, I got every label calling |
| Jugg on the other line want a Miami Dolphin |
| Put the label on hold, now money talking |
| I talk big money ‘cause I’m boss status |
| Street first, rap second, that’s just how I call it |
| And you know I drink that lean like an alcoholic |
| I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons |
| Keep it low key, you got that cocaina |
| These street niggas snitching out for no reason |
| All year round I call it jugg season |
| I blend in good with the rich and famous |
| But that a never change the game that im claiming |
| You gotta change whips like you change clothes |
| They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold |
| Them niggas out here sneaky, but we still eating |
| Them niggas out here greezy, but we still working |
| I grind every day like I’m still hurting |
| I’m in the booth recording a song while my nigga serving |
| I took a couple niggas off, it was all worth it |
| I’m rocking gold like I’m King Tut, nigga fuck it |
| I keep some purple in my cup, I call it purple rain |
| You gotta watch out for these bitches trying to fuck for fame |
| I’m driving five different whips, five different days |
| And everything fully loaded from my cars and chains |
| You really think I’m talking to the devil for the fame |
| I’m burning money up and thats on everything I claim |
| I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons |
| Keep it low key, you got that cocaina |
| These street niggas snitching now for no reason |
| All year round I call it jugg season |
| I blend in good with the rich and famous |
| But that a never change the game that I’m claiming |
| You gotta change whips like you change clothes |
| They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold |