ANDRWMAARS — JACK FREESTYLE

ANDRWMAARS — JACK FREESTYLE — lyrics

{verse}
I used to have jack
But now i got this, i got that
Finna body these niggas
We’re leaving them flat
Got out the crib
Now i’m up in the flats
Sandton city, feel like sin city
We’re driving to money
Stayed on the road
We’re ain’t jumping, no bunnies
Gotta stay faithful
I ain’t fuckin’ on thotties
I used to kick back
With a chick from the set
Sending her love but my heart not attached
They got the strings, the bling
But won’t get attached
I am the reaper
They told me attack
Came from the bottom
Now i’m in the ‘plex
They say they gone ride
But they slide
I know niggas
That’s finna be showing me love
And they die where i die
We never had nothing
Now we get up
And we get to the money
We get to bussin’
I’m puffin these trees
And i’m running the streets
I made a point, now i’m shooting out
I’m working smarter than a smartphone
I am the king get the fuck outta my throne
I don’t need you
Finna do this alone
I’m posted up niggas call me malone
Kush funky, got the kush cologne
I used to play in the streets
Now i play games in casinos
Forever ever, like casino
I ain’t got time to be fake like casio
If you with it, you with it
Now we’re getting litty
She gave me the titties
She gave me the kitty
Whatever i’m with, mami with it
Nut in her face
And she with it
Maarsy, i am who i am
What i’m not, nigga i’ll never be
Still repping the south
Get up and i work
I ain’t got no time to be chilling like mac g
I’m tryna be all i can be
Fill up your dome
’cause i know it’s been empty
I’m in johustleburg
Shout out emtee
Interviews on interviews
Dj envy
«young and rich»
Nigga they finna envy
But i thank god they can’t be me
They can’t beat me

My niggas, my boys
They getting they guap
They riding in toys
My girl riding maarsy
The man is a horse
Talking about a porsche
Loyalty over royalty
I don’t want fake love, stop pretending
Don’t get me started
You won’t end it
A lotta f’s on me like fendi
She licking on me like it’s candy
She dripping water like sandy
Used to be calm and collected
Now i’m up in the north and i’m flexing
Feeling like asap rocky on testing
Aging like wine
Now the hoe wanna taste me
I used to be broke
Now i’m mended
She broke my heart and she mend it
Hop in the coupe with my dawg
And we’re riding it
If i get the gaup, man i’m saving it
I’m spending it
If i get the gaup then i’m spending it
I’mma stay me
I don’t care who ain’t feeling me
Used to have jack
In the fridge
In the bank
But now i thank god that i’m independent
Now i’m getting it
But now i thank god that i’m independent
Now i’m getting it
Maars, baars