Jackboy - Don’t Force My Hand lyrics

Jackboy [Pierre DeLince]

[Jackboy - Don’t Force My Hand lyrics]

(What's happening Chi Chi?)
(Spyda Beats)

I told my bitch I'm having motion
They supposed to hate me
Don't worry 'bout them, they not killers
They just talking crazy
And how these niggas be on my dick
This shit starting to amaze me
They be acting like lil' fucking hoes
Speaking 'bout the kid daily
I'm taking trips to Dubai
Just to shop, baby
I'm different
Got so much Dior in my closet
They say that I'm tripping
Got so much blue hundreds on me
The bitch think that I'm cripping
I had to stop hanging with them niggas
We ain't have the same vision
I can't be wasting time in the 'jects
I'm tryna stack these mills
And how I been shitting on 'em lately
It's like I got a deal
And how I been shitting on them niggas
I know they all pissed
Just when you shoot your shot, lil' nigga
You better not miss

Ayy, boy
Listen, if it ain't safe for me
It ain't safe for nobody out this bitch
That's fact, nigga, fuck you talking 'bout
Nigga? Stop playing with me
Man

Please big brother
Don't force my hand or people gonna die
Please big brother, don't force my hand
That's me putting aside my pride
I flew to Haiti
Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch
I'm feeling just like the devil

I'm moving like a rebel
I won't dickride for no clout
I don't like to fuck with rappers
Them niggas like to run they mouth
I'm a G all by myself
I don't gotta be a hundred deep
I could go anywhere I want
I be damned a nigga do something to me
You got me feeling like
We could've been superstars
(For real, my nigga, we really could)
Pulling up in foreign cars
(Yeah, for real, for real)
Nah, fuck that shit, nigga, no, we couldn't
The main niggas that be hating on you
Be the ones you think that wouldn't
Niggas lying to the media talking
About me on interviews
I expect that shit from them niggas
They ain't got nothing else to do
Ain't nobody catching me slipping
I'm leaving the studio clutching pistols
I keep one in the head
The streets done fucked up a nigga mental
I keep one in the head
The streets done fucked up a nigga mind
I stopped fucking with every nigga that done
Gave me a fucked up vibe
I told DJ close the back door
Don't let none of them niggas in
Long as I got you and my brother
Promise I don't need no more new friends
The streets done taught me a lot, no ABC's
Just keep FN's
The streets done taught me a lot to the
Point you can't even trust your kin
Murder on my mind
I pray I never have to kill my dawg
I be ready to stand my ground
Nigga know I'm not worried about the law

Please big brother
Don't force my hand or people gonna die
Please big brother, don't force my hand
That's me putting aside my pride
I flew to Haiti
Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch
I'm feeling just like the devil
Please big brother
Don't force my hand or people gonna die
Please big brother, don't force my hand
That's me putting aside my pride
I flew to Haiti
Woo lady say I'm ready for whatever
Nigga feeling like a gremlin, bitch
I'm feeling just like the devil

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