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Nothin' Left 2 Say Video (MV)




Performed By: Jac
Length: 2:24
Written by: Joaquin Carpio




Jac - Nothin' Left 2 Say Lyrics




Aye, Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace?
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeee
Bitch we ballin, fadeaway
Yea we getting paid, probably chilling wit ya bae
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say

Moving up
You cannot touch
You outta luck
You get no trust
You wanna stunt
You wanna front
But lately we been looking like the ones
We been going crazy
Going crazy
In that Cedes
We might Rip Up 80
Eyes lazy
But now I'm feeling way too wavy
Yea they wanna change me but I know they won't replace
Won't replace me
Yea yea yea
Level up
Bouta level up
Need my shit imported
Don't do regular
Shawty hit my phone
Hit my cellular
You know that I'm different
Not no regular

Aye, Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace?
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeee
Bitch we ballin, fadeaway
Yea we getting paid, probably chilling wit ya bae
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
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Aye, Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace?
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeee
Bitch we ballin, fadeaway
Yea we getting paid, probably chilling wit ya bae
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say

Moving up
You cannot touch
You outta luck
You get no trust
You wanna stunt
You wanna front
But lately we been looking like the ones
We been going crazy
Going crazy
In that Cedes
We might Rip Up 80
Eyes lazy
But now I'm feeling way too wavy
Yea they wanna change me but I know they won't replace
Won't replace me
Yea yea yea
Level up
Bouta level up
Need my shit imported
Don't do regular
Shawty hit my phone
Hit my cellular
You know that I'm different
Not no regular

Aye, Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace?
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeee
Bitch we ballin, fadeaway
Yea we getting paid, probably chilling wit ya bae
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
Ayeeeee
Can you keep up with the pace
Ayeeeee
Get the f*ck up out my face
Ayeeeee
Get these demons out my way
Ayeeeee
Now there's nothin left to say
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Writer: Joaquin Carpio
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