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tn_490
tn_490
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Strandz
Strandz
Performer
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tn_490
tn_490
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Strandz
Strandz
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tn_490
tn_490
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Lyrics

Jezebel (party in South) wasn't born
With a silver spoon in her mouth (what's the-)
Yo, like
We don't really play a lot
S could make money lidge, or he could slay a crop
But that ain't paying off, I wonder if I pray enough
**** if you want me dead, you better spray enough
I tell these ****, stay in school, this shit don't favour us
I never been a favourite ****, I made it up
Bro said his shavers tucked, but I don't feel safe enough
The olders failing us, like you don't feel shame or what?
But fuck that shit, I want more, she want Prada and Dior
Spend a milli on my Queen, ain't spent nada on a whore
Growing up I learnt the law, damn, I need a street degree from
What I heard and what I saw, but I'm graduate now
Open door after door, but the trauma don't go
Comes fast and heals slow, that summer made it snow
Kinda lidge 'til get the reload
Used to cop a Zino, now it's couple kilos
On the free flow
Jezebel wasn't born
With a silver spoon in her mouth
Jezebel, what a belle
Looks like a princess in her new dress
Yo, it's hard to see the city when you living in the jungle
And you won't understand dealers if your parents fund you
And when you with the robbers, ****, you'll get scared of money
You know friends move funny, how you gonna shoot on me
I can see you aiming red dot on my chest
Trust me, I feel the stress if you don't pull it off
**** I will pull it next, I don't wanna cause a mess
My shawty too underdressed, baby, get a bally on
I don't wan' endanger you, delicate papillon
I just feel like saving you, but girl, I need saving too
I feel things the same as you, don't know how to show it yet
In the hood you never do, **** try and step on you
It's real shit like
When you so on guard all your life
And you don't really let no one in
When it's time to do it, ain't easy, you feel me?
That's really makin' it out (party in south)
You made it out the hood in your head
Half the **** make it out
They're still trapped in their head
You feel me?
Jezebel (party in South) wasn't born
With a silver spoon in her mouth
Looks like a princess in her new dress (this some plus four shit)
Written by: Strandz, tn_490
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