Текст песни Jealous - Enhance

Getting racks bitch
Got 200 on the dash, Imma crash it
Going spastic
Everybody round me fake, they just acting

Huh, huh
Act tough when they round me
Mac'd up, keep a hollow tip round in the backseat
Try me, bend his body over leave him crying
7.62s heat him up they get to frying

Hate me I get it
Can't help the fact that I'm selfish
Who, you call him up to get dealt with
No I can't hide that I'm jealous

Uh, no, I can't hide it
Uh, got slimmed down bullets, looking like they on a diet
And they better come strapped, every time that they around us
I like my ARPs loud as fuck, no I don't need no silence, silence
Boy I bet that I'm the best you've ever head of, promise that
Showing me your bank like where the fuck the fucking commas at
They hate me so much they blocked my number so I'll block 'em back
Making sure that they can't change they mind
When they know I'm up next
Y'all all fake, y'all all plastic
I stretch out my money like a mo-fucking elastic
Boy you been a has been
Talking bout some past things
She tell me she over it, then bounce back like a loose spring
Lost me, I could lose me, I could lose my head
Turn back, I can't turn back, it's either do or dead
Run round, I got one round, Imma make it count
Helpless, I'm helpless, I'm helpless to help out

Hate me I get it
Can't help the fact that I'm selfish
Who, you call him up to get dealt with
No I can't hide that I'm jealous

Jealous of you
Tell me, tell me what to do
Left foot, right step, but I made the wrong moves
Shit this long overdue
What I'm saying to you
Your complacently hating me changing my mood up
Uh, made me switch it up
Lullaby, keep it tucked
Getting rye, getting by, Imma climb, bitch I'm up
Big dog, you a pup
Bark, bite, bitch, huh
Boy my sniper stay on timing, he'a stop him like a stop-watch
Steady getting guap, watch
You lil boys just cock watch
Blood all on the SRT I pull up to a car wash
Best you ever seen, watch
Stay up counting green, watch
I might cop a Patek boy I need myself a new watch
Huh, we'a squeeze you out, like a juice box
I put Rick all on my body even on my fucking tube socks
We'a play 'em like a jukebox
Bad kid, Boondocks
I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm looking for a root cause

Uh
I'm the problem
I'm the problem
Maybe I'm the problem
I'm the problem
I'm the problem
I'm the problem
Maybe I'm the problem
I'm the-

Hate me I get it
Can't help the fact that I'm selfish
Who, you call him up to get dealt with
No I can't hide that I'm jealous

Jealous
I can't hide it
I'm jealous
I can't hide it
Baby I'm jealous
I can't hide it
I can't hide it
I can't hide it