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No Jackin'
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Marcus Ariah
Marcus Ariah
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Marcus Ariah
Marcus Ariah
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Lyrics

World in the grip of my hands Ima give back to brick city For youngin's that couldn't get back to they fam Ima get back to the city To show what it's like to fall off and then land I won't show off 'Til my niggas could show it off with me And get to the bands And that is the plan Aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype, aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype Got a solution for yappin' If you goin broke gotta put you in rice Couple of women was talkin too hot in New Jersey I put 'em on ice Could've been in my center of attention But now it's Prudential right there with the whites Red black white She wanna act like a devil But sellin' my soul never matched with the price Hard to be up by yourself When you buildin' you can't be afraid of the height 4, 5, 6 Shootin' the block if I can't get it back When I'm rollin the dice Aye Said I won't brag and I might Jersey but feel like I'm Harlem The way that the weight on my back gettin' light Ever since niggas done told me I got all the time I don't take no advice And gimme a jawn with some melanin Key part about me they really the type This really my life I don't look up to a hand I just look forward to planting a seed for the homies And growin' the brand So used to heat I won't notice if you leave my life I do not need a fan I look no more at the numbers unless it's a money sign Next to the grands And that is the plan Aye We are not jackin the hype We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype Aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype, aye We are not jackin' the hype Aye Now that I know that I'm chose Respectfully I aint respectin a nigga who crib isn't matchin' the clothes Come get you a nigga that get it And touch up ya hair and ya fingers and toes These niggas too sassy and proud Stop ruinin' shit for the niggas with hoes Wipe his nose See my resolution was stay on the path If you doubted I'm leavin' you home And she want a part of my spirit I told her be easy it come with a toll I thought that she wanted my foot on her face When she told me she wanted my soul Still keep a scale at the crib For the weight that I carry to reach any goals Touchin' on green on the daily I lost any time to give in to the trolls I been a model in jersey For niggas who hustle not niggas who pose Street niggas go out and get it Stop claimin' you thuggin' if you need a loan So leave me alone Again I don't look up to a hand I got a little too quiet Cause shit niggas cookin' had gotten too bland I see the limited liable company Growin' and makin demands I know the city gon see who the realest eventually Make him the man And that is the plan Aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype, aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype, aye We are not jackin' the hype We are not jackin' the hype Jersey nigga be rappin' rappin'
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