Ju’ Malone

Ju’ Malone - Let Me Go lyrics

rate me

As the crowd stares serious

I just wanna say welcome and thank you that you hearing this

Got hit by the hustle so you here like I’m so furious

Really I’m just curious to see my dream get serious

You thought I was mad or something?

Standing here, chilling, you grinning like it’s your cousin

Had to fall back, I never take shit for granted

In the fall mastering while you niggas try mending

Blast all back where my green games boy at

Bad boy stash on the scene, fam boy flat

Damn, you niggas is mean

Play them songs for them hoes get you fucking treated for weeks

That’s what they say

Headed in the wrong direction

Tell my people let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Headed in the wrong direction

Tell my people let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Foreseeing, looking pigs dying

Now I’m fucking your bitch with this dick pipe

I’m turnt down, still live life

Fuck I’m supposed to get high, nigga

Feds type with more hoes then shrimp types

I’m swift like gezundheit

I so love this life, this real shit no bullshit

You snuck on your cool shit

You there, looking like you wanna fool with it

A pooh bear less you care about the drool spit

Today or tomorrow better give the new shit

Crazy, I’m out the castle looking for something to tackle

But I got too much proud possessions in here to give a rattle

Frustrated but concentrated, can’t wait when I finally take it

To places these niggas don’t

I did it on them

You know I got vision homie, you don’t got no limits on me

You gone, you got bitches homie?

You starve, I got women homie

You thought you so different that’s why you don’t like the name of my tape

Oh, well nigga you wrong

I’m right and bright as some light

Headed in the wrong direction

Tell my people let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Headed in the wrong direction

Tell my people let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Don’t let me go, let me go

Everybody want what I got

The top drop stupid in LA well I plot

The pop jocks lose it every time I come confusing

But fuck it, I’m just cooling, collecting while picking boobies, sorry

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