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LAST JAM
Nick Grant
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Yeah
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Don't let your last jam be your last jam
'Cause family just as fickle as these rap fans
This shit is based on how well you can tap dance
But somehow, I got the niggas in the trap sayin' (ooh)
"How you back here with me?"
Shit, I don't know, I felt like I gave up me
Could never sell my soul, it don't belong to thee
They hate on competition and they made it hard to breathe
They dick-ridin' for money, forget the cars and keys
They frontin' like they sleep, but they pillow talk of me
But back to this hard shit, look, mama, I thought I would flow
The models ain't callin' no more, bottles don't sparkle no more
There's Uncle Sam with a knock at the door
He said, "You cappin', what's your point?
You blamin' everybody else 'cause you ain't got no joints? Here we go again
I seen so many of y'all come and go like minute-men"
The industry's a freak, don't stick your tongue in this
She fucked so many niggas over, it's become a trend
Nobody ever gives a fuck how much talent you got
You ever got a chance, know that it's not promised to you, my nigga
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Experience is the soundtrack to life
Will they still love you when you fall off?
Somehow get your flowers when you go? (Yeah)
They tryna take me off, it's either him or I
They playin' both sides like they Gemini
You know the flow cold like ghetto kitchen tile
But that don't mean nothin', boy, if your shit ain't viral
My humble beginnings was such a different time
Not the shooter, but all the shooters are friends of mine
What kind of nigga am I? I said the nigga kind
The way I'm holdin' this dough, more like the chivalry kind
Still, I'm nothin' but a slave to the label, I
Look at the colors of life, they coincide
Pussy-pink diamonds under magenta skies
Life is a beach until you wave goodbye
Tell 'em I'm dope, they gotta wait for mine
Tell 'em I'm dope, they gotta never mind
Big booty Benz with no waist, it got Shakira vibes
At the dinner table, I did this shit by the grace of God
I got this rap shit and vanished
Sorry, I'm not a fan of them, get to steppin' like Pamela
Revenge is foul, Hamlet
They treated me like amateur, watchin' these square patterns
These niggas is rockin' flannels again?
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Experience is the soundtrack to life (ooh)
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Don't let your last jam be your last jam
Experience is the soundtrack to life
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