Future - Jealous lyrics

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Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of shit that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces
They wanna trade places these niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas jealous

Haters coming faster then I ever
Seen them come before
Racks on racks they say I
Was a one hit wonder, where I go
To the top where I belong
I'm from the corner slanging stones
20 mixtapes in a year
You know the type of shit I'm on
Fly shit only
That's just the code that I live by
Tell me I can't do it, it won't work
And Ima' still try
Try to hold me back and doubted me
They did it several times
You can never underestimate a
Nigga like my kind
I'ma rebel, I'ma warrior, and I'll destroy ya
All these dues I paid you go need
More than a judge of lawyers
You put my back against the wall
Ima' come out standing tall

Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of shit that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces
They wanna trade places these niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas jealous

Money multiplying, soon flatline
Yall niggas can't even see me in the daytime
Bank' America on speed dail', I'm eatin' now
Stacking every penny just in case I
Go to war with yall
I'm just a young hood nigga
With a lot of class
And I'm swagging you niggas, body bags
You see the way I perform
These girls is loving my charm
I love my city and they love me back
My chain looking like a camera when it flash
I'm hungry for that money
And I'm getting cash
I'm in that big body with 200 on the dash

Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of shit that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces
They wanna trade places these niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas jealous

You want that Hermes shit, I got it for ya
You want that YSL, I got it for ya
I went from rags to riches
And now I'm spoiled
I know some Freeband Gang niggas who loyal
They said we wouldn't be shit
But some finessers now we pulling up in
Them fully loaded compressors
And now the tables have turned, I moved on
It ain't no animosity, I moved on
And they don't wanna see you make
It where I come from
And they don't like it that
I'm famous no uh uh
You need to take a look at what I dun become
How many niggas you know can
Turn nothing into something

Drive real fast cars, rags to riches
They hate to see the type of shit that we on
The ice on chill, shoe game nasty
The bank roll won't even fold
These niggas jealous
I can see it in they faces
They wanna trade places these niggas jealous
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas jealous