Jay Rock - They Want My Spot lyrics

[Intro] Yeah B These n***as want my spot dawg These n***as can't have it though look Check it out though look [Verse 1] A lot of hating going on around these parts Soon as you get some money then the bullsh** starts Yea, you get them funds then yo enemy's come Another Watts star rapper I ant finna be one They want to see a n***a fall off, give up, then quit it Hell naw my n***a sh**s gettin realer And I came to far to throw it away That's what you want me to do, you wanna take my place But, first things first you can't walk in my shoes And the second thing is you ain't keeping it true I know n***as ain't my friends I'm feeling the vibe Talk about me when I'm gone, tellin em lies My daddy told me I was gone feel this sh** But I never seen it coming it's how real it gets n***as actin like hoes, female dogs and it's k**ing them slow when the see me ball Continue to go hard, and crush these mics, and f** all them haters who want this light Can't have.. Can't have it... Nah These n***as yea want my spot [Chorus] I dun came true In this life I live Push me to the limit But I will never quit i5 (They want my spot) [Verse 2 This rap business is a motherf**er It's hard to socialize when you surrounded by fake motherf**ers Through the mist of it all I gotta stay focused Because the moment I slip up my spot's open Yea n***as wanna keep me down I'm on the rise like yeast, I gotta feed my child And I know you n***as jealous I can see y'all smiles Turn my back in my eyesight I see y'all frowns Uh, it gets ugly on the road to riches You see them storms coming and the path get rugged n***as pretending they love you but they eyes on your budget These lames want my spot motherf**er I ain't budging Ain't your average rap goon, some n***as is clowns Rock good in any hood you can check my file Only the real n***as understand my style That's why their ears to the speaker homie hear me out [Chorus] [Verse 3] These haters second string They mad 'cause I'm f**in bad b**hes with a** p**y sweet as a nectarine Been bagging hoes before I had flow I been gettin p**y before I had dough 16 in the spot with D It all started from a rock then I copped the key Then I dropped outta school like it wasn't for me Gangbangin getting money was my drive you see Pull up in something for your eyes to be n***as dispising me, behind bars all this rave was the eyes for me But I emerged from the flames hit the studios paying lyrical slugs at your brain Gotta understand it's the life I live Still in the bricks with the project kids Reminiscing pushing each other in coasters Now we in the streets whippin them Testarossas n***a [Chorus]