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Jet jet life
one up for the haters
I'm counting my paper

Tony said Frank wouldn't
Now Frank warmin upstairs packin
of the fittest
A sponsor no longer
Plight of kept ass bitches
When the all ended and the bars slam
your clothes
Welcome to the school of hard
You ain't know you was
I know
What's colder is these streets when your name no hot
You me
Seen niggas and go through a dope game
And the music hard to attain
But it's to get used to it
Try to
Under pressure few do it
And what inspires you to try
The gleam in eye
Manifested in your
you start your climb
Rememberin whoever you step onto to up
You may meet them time
em, no
If the foot was in the other
Them would stand on you
To get a view
Tellin you the
While takin them to
don't think how I think
Can't see lines
Like I'm scribblin invisible ink in tablets
Jet life
Though not rest until I make my whole fam rich
you take me for?
One of sucker niggas
Who forget to set when he
that
JLR we'll have whole world changed by tomorrow
and ozium in my cars
And am I playin with y'all
When I say I'm so high if I was to and fall
I'd on Mars
But mistake my highness for blindness
me them fake smiles
I whats behind them
I swim the sharks everyday
You with the guppies
Supposedly big dawgs get down to puppy size
Utterly by these flows I been craftin
in my labyrinth
Sleepin on a charred
so hot
Get that girl to the before she pass out
in a Lambo
New Ferarri underneath the car put my land
If I'm into your part of reserve me some weather
I'm not sure what you
pullin off onto my lot
Got twenty minutes
How bout a brunch
me whatever proposals you want
No though
I got a lot on my
No ham omelets I'm on my
to the kid willing to fly
Always on top of shit

Jet life Jet
Write my way to a million looking out the planes
Roll one up for haters
I'm just my paper
Talking captivating the
my skydiving the cut