King Von - Jump lyrics

And it's still a few hitters from the six (Six) Jumpin' over bodies when them boys ain't hit the switch ni**as deaf, who you think around the corner? It's a drill All these blues on me, man, they thought I had a deal I'm from the six, we don't do no drive-bys Walk up and say “Hey”, f**k who you with We gon' pull up bangin', all my ni**as gangin' Keep a blick, smokin' on that stankin', man, that s**t get dangerous Draco, ain't no aimin', all my killers angels Like “Who is him?”, you don't think the n***a safe, he lose a limb Fifty thousand for the chain, half of that'll get you hit Oh, s**t, caught that boy dissin' Lil Boo, now he dead All blicks, we just play that s**t for keeps, that's all year I let it off, I keep my blick, I set it off up in this b***h I seen it often in this s**t, since hella young, since a jit He said it all, I heard that boy he rat, I heard that boy he snitch I bet it all, I bet the opps know not to pull up on the six A hundred flicks, that's a hundred shots, look like we takin' pics Memo a trip, he just start shootin', I told him “Get a grip” She watch her left, sayin' “Six hundred K'll get you killed” And I'm off a pill, I'm just sittin' back, how I got the drill (Von) These ni**as h**s, you know I know He think he slick, I know he told I'm on the road, still tottin' pole (Huh?) My gun be hot, your s**t be cold (Boom, boom) If you get caught, you better not fold(jump) He had a case, his bond on hold (Damn) He still locked up, it's takin' long She wanna know when he comin' home (Damn, damn) See, s**t it'll get real, you ever been on the drill When no one you shot got killed? I'm just keepin' it real Have you ever been in the car with your homie who don't got the wheel? (Damn, damn) He can't slide, he need him a pill He a b***h, it is what it is That's your mans that you're tryna uplift But when it's one time, ni**as ain't gon' do s**t Them ni**as ain't slidin' no more The opps outside, man, them ni**as ain't hidin' no more (What?) Well, I guess we ain't the guys no more When you see a n***a killed your brother, you don't ask, just blow When I f**k with stars, give me passes though (Damn) And if you don't wanna shoot just pass it, bro F**k y'all wearing them masks for? ni**as got guns, but they ain't gon' blow I know a rich n***a homeless, got me a deal, ain't homeless I'm a real n***a for life, but I ain't tryna risk my life I was down bad on my d**k and a n***a ain't take my advice I was tryna make my night, but the Percocets ruin my life Spent a whole M on my children(jump) I was fu*ked up gettin' meal plans Lambo' dark and it still tints Money on the lawyer and I'm still rich I fell off once and I'm still lit Voice of the streets, it's real s**t I did a lil' time in '18, it was s**t Pounds in the mail, they ain't mail s**t I'm in school with a Kel-Tec I love my brother for life, he lost his legs to a wheelchair How you get blocks and you ain't kill s**t? How you run blocks? You ain't kill yet I ain't even pop my pill yet Most these ni**as can't feel that You know what I'm sayin', we do it for the streets You know what I'm sayin', the trenches Everywhere, you know what I'm sayin', Chicago Let's get it