I’m tryna pop a pill
King at the top of the hill, cream of the crop in a bil’
Strong man I never get in my feels
I never get in my feels
See the sunlight, lookin so bright
Cover my eyes
Cover my ice on me
Look at the ice on me
Rays reflecting yeah yeah, flip it like fettuccine
Call this sh#t a Mayday, cause I ain’t feelin it
Call this sh#t a Mayday, cause this the day that I’m entering
This the day that I’m entering
p#ss# boy talkin bout racks
I know the stuff that you lack
Rap about murder and drugs, only time I wish it was cap
You never ever havе my back
You never evеr have those racks
Talkin bout choppas and MACs
Talkin bout rockers and that
Talkin bout rockers and that, what’s up?
Got me sleepy take a nap
Ballin nothing but net
You know I never ever cap
Play with me you get packed
Never ever cap you know I talk facts
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Jambu Lyrics – Mayday