J.a.k. - Sirens Lyrics

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I'm the man with the keys and the plan, homie, the game on lock
Kyrie package, drivin' down the lane, no Gobert, I never get blocked
Bags multiplyin', baby daddies dyin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
When I am not on the clock, she on my dick, right after takin' some shots
Niggas out sellin' they rocks while I'm on the chain, workin' them digital blocks
Bags multiplyin', baby mamas cryin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
Real life nigga, got the game on lock, no Gobert, cash flow, river never blocked
F*ck with the gang and the thang gon' pop, f*ck with the gang and the thang gon' pop
If you don't give a damn, gon' throw it up, I only keep my niggas that are tried and made the cut
Keep the circle small, I ain't got a lot of trust, niggas talkin' that noise, but they aint runnin up
I can make a call, have him bring it all
All we do is ball, shout out to my dawgs
My bitch can't have it all, Gucci baggin' all
Louis V the cost, shout out to my dawg
Jump in this bitch, start a riot, yeah
Jump in this bitch, autopilot, yeah
Pump in your bitch, I'm a giant, yeah
Pump in your bitch, she a Siren
I see my dreams when my eyes open
I see the cream when the sky open
You take no action, just guys hopin
God told me go ahead and pry it open, yeah
I'm the man with the keys and the plan, homie, the game on lock
Kyrie package, drivin' down the lane, no Gobert, I never get blocked
Bags multiplyin', baby daddies dyin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
When I am not on the clock, she on my dick, right after takin' some shots
Niggas out sellin' they rocks while I'm on the chain, workin' them digital blocks
Bags multiplyin', baby mamas cryin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
Bitch!!! I got that fire, I got them bombs that are ready for hire! hire!
Bitch!!! I'm colder than Breyers, you can come shop through my store like I'm Miejers! Miejers!
Bitch!!! let's get that green, you gonna hear that shit bang like I'm Breen! Breen!
Bitch!!! let's get that green, you gonna hear that shit bang like I'm Breen!
F*ck if they believe me, shit ain't easy, first I got one win, then I gotta repeat
Kept my eyes open for the niggas bein' sleazy, now accounts ring, ring, ring like a three-peat
Hot Boy, spittin' but my name ain't Weezy,
Droppin' trap shit, but my name ain't Wheezy
Now you on your last breath, got you all wheezy,
Now I'm makin' grown man move like I'm Jeezy
I can hear the future callin' my name
Success be rhymin', but it's never the same
My dead homies workin' harder than my live ones
And all your red flags don' set off my Sirens
I'm the man with the keys and the plan, homie, the game on lock
Kyrie package, drivin' down the lane, no Gobert, I never get blocked
Bags multiplyin', baby daddies dyin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
When I am not on the clock, she on my dick, right after takin' some shots
Niggas out sellin' they rocks while I'm on the chain, workin' them digital blocks
Bags multiplyin', baby mamas cryin
My niggas move in silence, all you hear is Sirens
Jak On This Track!!!