Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BUTTERFLIES/LIFE IS NOTHING, artist - Jag.
Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
BUTTERFLIES/LIFE IS NOTHING |
What’s up ladies and gentlemen |
It’s your host DJ Trademark |
Back at it again on HOT 82.4 |
And this next one I got you |
Reminds me of my first girlfriend |
But anyway’s, here’s JAG’s Butterflies |
I know when you’re here |
It’s some kind of feeling |
I can’t explain I |
Feel lost in your wind |
Like times nonexistent |
With you, I could fly |
Off and away we’d go |
To a world that’s never seen before |
You wasted my time |
I know that u cared |
You say that at times |
I wish it was fair but |
The feeling we have is mutual |
I gave my heart you gave me yours |
You would’ve guessd it would be beautiful |
I guess not |
Honstly felt boxed |
Tried to let go |
Until I started building blocks back to your heart |
And now I know |
Feels like I’m digging way too deep inside this hole |
If life’s a lesson why haven’t I grown |
See you’re a present and a future goal |
I need to know so I could start playing my role so |
I know when you’re here |
It’s some kind of feeling I can’t explain I |
Feel lost in your wind |
Like times nonexistent |
With you, I could fly |
Cause' I know when you’re here |
It’s some kind of feeling I can’t explain I |
Feel lost in your wind |
Like times nonexistent |
With you, I could fly |
I know when you’re here |
It’s with you we could fly |
Feel lost in your wind |
And I can’t explain why |
{Skit: JAG as Other] |
«Aye' bro switching the fucking radio bro» |
Welcome back ladies and gentlemen |
It’s your host, DJ Sentra |
Coming at you from 103.5 the heat |
Coming at you with all the classics right here |
And you already know from this bounce |
Got you coming up with this new one |
And right from you hot you already know what time it is |
It’s your boy’s JAG’s Life Is Nothing |
Let that bih' rock |
I’m as, hard as they come |
I’ve been hitting the drum my fortes |
Begging for me to go on this run |
And just stop this foreplay |
They can’t hang with the boy |
Ao I went copped them the door way |
I’m back to back on a roll |
They ain’t stopping this eatin' gourmet gritty |
Yeah I know what I like, you’re not a chance to me |
I’ll have you shaken up like Bella throne |
So you can’t see between the b, c, and d |
That’s easy like Nas or Jay-Z |
Flows retarded like they gave me PCP your crafts weak |
Had some mac and cheese today to just remind me |
Addressing absentees anomaly’s cannot fry me |
I’m up here sitting VIP with accolades and barricading |
Everyone who hated on my last LP |
Skin good might go biking with the D’s that’s the clique tho |
Flipmode, Call us Outsiders how we get doe |
Ready or not I’ll have you screaming like the cowboys |
(Get your guns and meet me in the back right now) |
Yeah (Oh-lay-hee) |
See that was pops he paved that’s like my OG |
I’m Johnny Blaze cause ain’t a damn thing changed |
Lyrically made out to be |
One of the best to ever step this game |
That’s why I bought the game unlocked |
And got them door frames |
College material hope you make it to graduation |
Or outplay it like Mr. West in the patient basement |
Either way you decided the worlds yours |
Sun gleaming like my oyster pearls |
Might as well start handing brochures out |
For the cold doubt, my tours clout |
Like a bean sprout call me ripper the way I picked it out |
I’m what you call a standard deviation |
My metaphors will give me time |
So not enough but call that bailing statements |
T said go do what you like so yes it, I took the placement |
Speaking aggressive that NBA gave me flagrant |
That’s why I didn’t want to end this song on bad terms |
Just for you to tell me its not good cause of bad words |
One take |
It’s like 7 A.M. |
or something |
I don’t even know what time it is |