SwaVay - Jealousy lyrics

Aye I said I'm next up, b**h I'm next Daylan on the check in (Verse) I said I'm next up Said I'm next up I ain't never been the n***a with my chest up Living broke and famous I might have to flex up Man these hoes want rappers So they tryna press up I done seen a lot of thangs That don't really impress us I just want my yes Julz next to my ex bruh No time for a s*ut Gotta stay about my bucks I might pull up to the function in a black uber truck Chain on might tuck it Give a f** about a budget Ima run right through it Like I'm T duckett I'ma flex when I wanna Ima still get the Grammy If I drop this rack They gon drop them panties Ima mobb county legend Ima Atlanta vette I ain't never been a b**h Put it on the whole set Now everybody wanna f** with a n***a now But where was you when I was stuck Oh my n***a how You gon have yo hands out Put yo hands down I'm only Rollin with my main and my mans now I never could understand when they see me now It's like they want what I got Or tryna be me now Why everybody round me think they on sh** Riding other n***as waves Really get yo own sh** Hella copy cattin n***as Hella clone sh** And yeah I did it on my own With my own click Hoe b**h (Bridge) I said I'm next up Said I'm next up I ain't never been the n***a with my chest up Living broke and famous I might have to flex up Man these hoes want rappers So they tryna press up I done seen a lot of thangs That don't really impress us I just want my yes Julz next to my ex bruh No time for a s*ut Gotta stay about my bucks I might pull up to the function in a black uber truck (Hook) All these n***a's want what I got Man all these n***a's want what I got All these n***as want what I got All these n***as got they hands in my pot All these n***as want what I got All these n***as really want what I got Get yo f**in hand out my pot f** around with a n***a get popped (Daylan Gideon) More money More money Less problems I'm still In here With my partners More shots More shots Grab a bottle Less words, Less words Just swallow Yeah I'm chilling in the function with my feet up Yeah i walked in looking like a re-up All these lil n***as want to be us Man y'all can't be us Grabbed your baby mama Turned her too my mama sita Aw man Aw man Boy ya'll know who I am Got damn, Got damn Keep it moving like a fan Tripple deuce the motto Got it tatted on my skin All my hoes looking like Like they f**ing twins Yeah (Hook)