Jammer - Skank On Me lyrics

Bank on me Man didn’t wanna bank on me I remember back in the day Dem man were rich, now they turned tramp on me If I die, man better pour champs on my grave Bun zoots and skank on me Can’t ever say man’s not G Tryna spread love like man’s on E I was in the fast lane, man gon’ pree Man can’t ever say that I ain’t been through f**ery Trust me, it can get ugly My own best friend pulled a shank on me Own family put their hands on me I told A that the plan’s gone B I was at rock bottom when I met Aston That’s when he put the bags on me I was broke, wearing the rags on me Fast-forward, I’ve got the tags on me Leaving the rave, bare bags on me Cross the road, see couple fans that couldn’t get home Told dem man “the cab’s on me” Back to the studio cuh the lab’s not free (Trust me) Boy Better Know my Gs clocked the game Feds tried put my face in the frame Tried lock man but man’s not detained I told them that it’s not the same Chopping up clothes, nah, it’s not the ‘caine I told them that it’s not the way Like AJ Tracey, I come from the lane Come from the struggle, come from the pain Come from the thunder, come from the rain I had links and I broke the chain I told them that it’s not the same Man wanna look in the mirror And still wanna die because they ain’t changed I’m in the studio with Daniel Smoking, tryna get vibes in my brain Same vibe that I felt when I met Kane Before the girls dem, before the fame Before the Rolex, before the chain Before the managers, before the labels Before the agents, before the game Lionel told me “These p**yholes can’t look in your face” I was in the basement building a foundation I was out here building a base Way before them man had big face Way before Rider said “slew waste” My teacher could never teach me My teacher told me that I’ll be a waste This year, I went so many countries with a backpack Didn’t roll with a suitcase