Lyrics REBOUND! - JPEGMAFIA

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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know the truth is the truth, you know?
Yeah, uh, uh
Huh, huh
When I look at your shit, I’m like, «Ha»
When I look at my shit, I’m like, «Uh»
Wave cap got me feelin' like Guapdad
All I do is respond how I’m mad
It gets funnier the more that you front (You front)
Boy, you quick to make sure it’s what you want
Why would I pray for your health?
(Yeah)
Baby, I pray for myself
Why would I pray for your pics, boo?
(Yeah)
I’m fuckin' somebody else (Uh)
I’m fuckin' somebody better (Yeah)
You bitches is fuckin' whoever (Yeah-yeah)
Y’all niggas out here, man, I just, I just (Get it)
I don’t understand, man, niggas don’t think I have eyes (Wet it)
Think I don’t have ears, man (Haha)
Uh, D-zero-N-O-T fuck with me
Baby, I can’t be stopped, for real (Ooh)
Last nigga tried me broke and lyin'
Baby, I heard this mag' could kill (I heard)
Look at the preacher and look at the spill
Swear on the bible and keep it concealed
Kiss from the roses, I lift 'em like Seal
Why would I pray for your health?
(Huh)
Baby, I pray for myself (Yeah)
Why would I pray for your pics, boo?
I’m fuckin' somebody else (For real)
I’m fuckin' somebody better
You bitches is fuckin' whoever
Yeah, I’m over the top, uh
I get the feeling I fathered the energy bit by the opps, uh
I get the M and the flame and the banger, gon' make him lose top, uh
Full metal jacket, rappers smackin' harder than soap in a sock, uh
Keep it a lock, I’m needed the most
I clean up the flow with a broom and a mop
Flowin' abrupt, stay rockin' next to me
I drew the line on the side like I’m
Speak up front, lie to your face
Copy and paste, left out a trace, you got a taste
Shit woulda been 'cause I woulda his face, wait
How you talk shit and get caught with no pole?
How you still up and tell me you old?
Fuck your momma, brother, sister and niece
Baby, you failed tryna find a new goal
We know this *****
We know you love to put teens behind bars
When we catch him we gon' pull him apart
It’s up, it’s that way
Countin' money and b****s in the ashtray
Gettin' death threats every week (Huh)
From some pussies that y’all never see
First, your daddy, I rolled in a suite (Oh yeah)
Then you came to my show and got beat (Oh yeah)
It’s so funny, you try to work it out
When y’all niggas can’t even stay on beat, huh
It’s crazy
Fix that verse, man, you Wizard of Oz rappin' motherfucker
Look, huh
All them threats be makin' me hard (It's hard)
I’ma say that who you really be
All that shit that you did to your girl
I just wish that you’d do it to me
He told me to stop dissin' his kin, huh
Oops, I did it again (My bad, shut yo bitch ass up)
I just know those *****-ass niggas dead
Know it hurts that you missin' your friends (Phew)
Know I’m selfish as shit, niggas know that I’m petty
You know we got beef and you know that I’m with it (Know it hurts)
Niggas named after baking soda, but he never…
'Cause if he pretendin', textin' me that bullshit endin'
Heard your tape, but I didn’t get a mention
'Cause you know how that woulda ended, huh
Internet think I been playin' with shit (Huh)
You know a bitch, you were runnin' a kid
Know you a *****, I was playin' in front of you
You show up in class, I ain’t packin' a Lunchable, nigga
Oh my God