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

Tony Frank wouldn't last
Now Frank warmin upstairs bags
Survival of the
A sponsor no living
Plight of these ass bitches
When the dreams all and the bars slam
Cast clothes
to the school of hard knocks
You ain't know you was
Cold I
What's colder is these streets when name no longer hot
You me
Seen and bitches go through a dope game
And the music lifestyle hard to
But it's to get used to it
Try to
Under pressure few do it
And that's inspires you to try
The in your eye
in your mind
Then you start climb
whoever you step onto to come up
You may meet them another
em, no
If the foot was in the shoe
niggas would stand on you
To get a view
you the truth
While them to school
Fools don't think how I
see these lines
Like I'm scribblin ink in these tablets
Jet commandments
Though shall not rest until I my whole fam rich
Fuck you me for?
One of them sucker
Who forget to set he blow
Never
JLR we'll have this world changed by tomorrow
Lighters and in my cars
And noway am I playin with
When I say I'm so high if I was to and fall
I'd on Mars
But don't my highness for blindness
Giving me them fake
I know whats behind
I swim with the sharks
You with the guppies
big dawgs get chopped down to puppy size
Utterly by these flows I been craftin
Secretly in my
Sleepin on a charred
so hot
Get girl to the pool before she pass out
Livin in a
New Ferarri underneath the car put my land
If I'm into your of reserve me some weather park
I'm not what you thought
pullin off onto my lot
Got twenty free
How bout a brunch
Pitch me proposals you want
No promises
I got a lot on my
No ham I'm on my conglomerate
Word to the kid to fly
Always on top of shit

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