Текст песни PUMPFAKE - Jelani

Used to play the background they still claimed that I was fronting
Threw the ball well when y'all thought that I was punting
Jelly Fam laid it up at times I should've dunked it
I finally shot my shot when y'all thought that I was pumping
Ain't shit fake
I ain't stunting
Seed round Mike Jack
Young Brother starting something
Big time
Rush
Hour traffic
Watched nick-at-nite when there was nothing 'tween the mattress
And the Floor
Bro cold he might enroll
All of us into a new class
He might impose
A new tax on everyone who pursues rap
A new slap for everyone of your group chats
They like "Who's that"
A stone in the builders refused stack
Known as the one with the force to unglue traps
But they ain't seen

Must ain't got the right light or something
Is it cause he can't sing
Focused on the gifts that he ain't bring
He be trying to paint scenes
Secret to success do the same thing
Over and over and over and over again
Like I know I got to be more consistent
But don't tell me it's just about the input
Like luck ain't involved

Maybe people not trying to think or be in their feelings all the time
They want to forget shit

Blink twice
I know there's danger in these adjectives and verbs but I speak nice
I'm here to seek sights
Beat plights and reach heights
That we ain't ever seen
Been climbing these steep flights
Of stares from all of the people
The street lights used to guide us through the hood
Now it's brighter when he writes
What y'all ain't know
He been doing therapy he trying to let the paint show
Still Brodie can't go
Out sad if he trying to be a boss
This is saint's row
Remember saints row
Big dreams praying for a kick of the ball
Clipped wings waiting for the slipper to fall
Big dreams praying for a kick of the ball
Clipped wings waiting for the slipper to fall
Big dreams praying for a kick of the ball
Clipped wings waiting for the slipper to fall
Big dreams