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Kid Jingx - A.T.P. lyrics

Artist: Kid Jingx

album: A.T.P.


Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I won't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag
Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I don't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag
They be hatin' on me I know
But I came so far, I can't let go
Shawty told me "stay on the low low
'Cause all these chiggas envy, they fake like they on TV."
I'm finna go, lemme switch my flow, I'm 'bout to go cheese
On the cams, and that's I been chasing
If I'm in the stu with my chiggas, know its grind time
Know my wave make you wanna surf and you can't lie
No you can't lie, you wanna rewind
Back to those nights when would get high
I brought all the real ones here, ain't no leech on me
I hope all these ink gon' take this pain from me, gon' take this pain from me
Said I couldn't make it but you know I'm grinding
All you do is talk shit, I was living in a fake world
Can't find the truth, but I'm not gon' give up on life
Nah that shit ain't gon' fly
I'm still tryna find the shit that's really worth to me
I just want a real thing
Trying to come from the same spot, imma stay real
Put your pistol in my mouth, but I ain't giving up nun'
Gotta learn what I know from a book and stick to it
Faces on the outside, but they're cheats
Woke up on some other shit, heard my bro snitched on me
Snakes everywhere, put a word on my gang
Swear we bout to pull up at ya crib
I let too many demons run loose in my vest
Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I won't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag
Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I don't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag
Shots to your brain make you numb like novacaine
Keep it one hunnid we ain't playing no games
Pull up on the scene with the gang make you dance
Run up on you we ain't taking no chance
Run it back, run it back, run it back
All my songs she run it back
Caroline, tryna throw it back
When I hit her line she like roger that
All my ops, I chop them off, lumberjack
I'mon the charge, gotta get the bag,
Making big plays like quarterback
The streets don't love you back gotta watch how you move
Numero Uno in the game, that's just how we do
Laugh on my haters cause they took me as joke
She said I'm an animal, told her I'm a goat
Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I won't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag
Dealing with all this pain, sippin', prayin' it don't last
Might hop up on a plane, look for where my home's at
In the interstate, drivin' fast but I won't crash
Shot-shots on your name, if you takin' my bag

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