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Jack Be - Gotham Lyrics



Jack Be - Gotham Lyrics




Palm Angeles written on my back
Check the fit wonder what the price of that
Bout a g for a tee no price on the tag
She look better on her knees
Or when I'm hitting from the back
Huh sheesh
Get out the whip take a pic of palm tees
Like I'm a bitch on vacation but see
This the life that we live and they pay to come see
Huh sheesh
Don't know why they would pay to be me
Half the times I would hate to be me
Shit that's a lie life's as good as it seems
Wake up sunrise
K cup mob ties
Sit down write lines
Pick at my mind
Retweet likewise
Feelings subside
Move to south side
Now I'm central
Got essentials
Pencil pistol
Paper pinching
Check credentials
How's my mental
Not too hot
But I got potential
Out the lot

I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace

New crib new acres
Old friends same favors
New whip rolling papers
On the dash smell the fragrance
Say she got me in her playlists
She gon love it when I play this
They don't understand my frustrations
With all the shit I gotta deal with
Cop a bar mobile from the dealership
Get the grip and f*cking pistol whip
Plead the fifth I don't tell em shit
Super villain bitch riddle me this
How the kid done came up
From the days where they'd blame us
For the same stuff they do on the side
Whipping and stealing
We stayed in the kitchen
Blowing the bands on designer to fit in
Got blue faces now they think we cripping
They weren't there with no pot to piss in
Lsd my vacation tripping
Took a tab now I'm on a mission
Off the acid like I fell in the vat
Now it's back to basics like it's off the bat
I don't got the patience for all of that
I got all black tints in the back of the whip
Crash that shit cop another quick
F*ck the opposition
I'm in position
For a kill shot this a lethal mission
I'm dead shot bitch in never missing
Asking questions bitches riddle me, chill
Count my blessings like house off a pill
When I sign my name gonna be for a deal

I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
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English

Palm Angeles written on my back
Check the fit wonder what the price of that
Bout a g for a tee no price on the tag
She look better on her knees
Or when I'm hitting from the back
Huh sheesh
Get out the whip take a pic of palm tees
Like I'm a bitch on vacation but see
This the life that we live and they pay to come see
Huh sheesh
Don't know why they would pay to be me
Half the times I would hate to be me
Shit that's a lie life's as good as it seems
Wake up sunrise
K cup mob ties
Sit down write lines
Pick at my mind
Retweet likewise
Feelings subside
Move to south side
Now I'm central
Got essentials
Pencil pistol
Paper pinching
Check credentials
How's my mental
Not too hot
But I got potential
Out the lot

I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace

New crib new acres
Old friends same favors
New whip rolling papers
On the dash smell the fragrance
Say she got me in her playlists
She gon love it when I play this
They don't understand my frustrations
With all the shit I gotta deal with
Cop a bar mobile from the dealership
Get the grip and f*cking pistol whip
Plead the fifth I don't tell em shit
Super villain bitch riddle me this
How the kid done came up
From the days where they'd blame us
For the same stuff they do on the side
Whipping and stealing
We stayed in the kitchen
Blowing the bands on designer to fit in
Got blue faces now they think we cripping
They weren't there with no pot to piss in
Lsd my vacation tripping
Took a tab now I'm on a mission
Off the acid like I fell in the vat
Now it's back to basics like it's off the bat
I don't got the patience for all of that
I got all black tints in the back of the whip
Crash that shit cop another quick
F*ck the opposition
I'm in position
For a kill shot this a lethal mission
I'm dead shot bitch in never missing
Asking questions bitches riddle me, chill
Count my blessings like house off a pill
When I sign my name gonna be for a deal

I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
I was sitting at the bottom
Catch a case can't concentrate
Hand is grippin on a bottle
And this bitch is at my waist
Sitting counting commas
Hide the bands up in the safe
Every night it feel like Gotham
Bitch I'm joker with an ace
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Writer: Jacob Shive
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Performed By: Jack Be
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Jacob Shive

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