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Bound for love Video (MV)




Performed By: Jaybo P
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Jeremiah Phillips




Jaybo P - Bound for love Lyrics
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I'm recording in my crib, cause I've been rapping how I live
I told that hoe I'm tryna f*ck, ain't tryna chill
I've been stacking bread, I told the gang we dont gotta drill
Retire me like saban, but I'm really in the field, ya
FN under pillow, yeah
I've been shopping acre farm, can't find this shit on Zillow, yeah
I've been riding aventador dash, say two double zero, yeah
I keep arm under my arm, quick draw, can't save the hero, yeah
I've been bussing shit like Tyler Herro
Buddy taking hot shit, make this Glock hit port-a-potty
In a ram, TRX gon' knock him off his body
My young niggas crashing, they turn drilling to a hobby, yeah
My young niggas bad, they kill shit body for body, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, I can't catch nobody, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, I can't kill nobody, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, tryna find somebody, uh, uh
Bitch, I'm bound for love, count up hella thousands,
I got hella shawties
One, two, three, let's talk about it, yeah
First lil ho, had to cut her off, aint play her role, yeah
Two bad lil' ho, but I couldn't fit dick in her hole, yeah
Three a gangsta hoe she f*ck with opp she gotta go, yeah
Ho tryna set me up, ain't trippin' bout it, we spittin' his block, yeah
Ho wanna talk that talk, til we pull up, she called the cops, yeah
Brother down the road, they took his hoe, I want his drop, yeah
Took the buddy phone, I call his mom, I want her top, bitch, uh, yeah
Bitch, you wanna ride, you ain't never safe, uh, yeah
I might crash a car, buy another Wraith, uh, yeah
I'm up in the stars, I'm in heaven gates, uh, yeah
I got hella stars, feel like GTA, uh, yeah
I might f*ck her face, yeah
I might bend her over f*ck her stomach like Kevin Gates, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, but I'm too young, I need my space, yeah
Bitch, we only f*ck, we never kiss or go on dates, yeah
F*ck them Jakes, yeah
I had run from 12, can't find my home, this not my place, yeah
GSP too dumb, we know we slide from state to state, yeah
She slide like Bonnie Clyde, but she's not my hoe can't post her face
J.P. could drop a dime and these folks try to build a case, yeah
I lived another day, yeah
I'm thanking God bout every time, cause he done saved my fate
I tried to live a life when crime had too much on my plate
Now every time I eat, I'm chasing money to the bank, yeah
On God, bitch, I'm bound for love, uh, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, ain't take a drug, we sendin slug, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, ain't dropping dimes, we kill his, uh
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English

I'm recording in my crib, cause I've been rapping how I live
I told that hoe I'm tryna f*ck, ain't tryna chill
I've been stacking bread, I told the gang we dont gotta drill
Retire me like saban, but I'm really in the field, ya
FN under pillow, yeah
I've been shopping acre farm, can't find this shit on Zillow, yeah
I've been riding aventador dash, say two double zero, yeah
I keep arm under my arm, quick draw, can't save the hero, yeah
I've been bussing shit like Tyler Herro
Buddy taking hot shit, make this Glock hit port-a-potty
In a ram, TRX gon' knock him off his body
My young niggas crashing, they turn drilling to a hobby, yeah
My young niggas bad, they kill shit body for body, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, I can't catch nobody, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, I can't kill nobody, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, tryna find somebody, uh, uh
Bitch, I'm bound for love, count up hella thousands,
I got hella shawties
One, two, three, let's talk about it, yeah
First lil ho, had to cut her off, aint play her role, yeah
Two bad lil' ho, but I couldn't fit dick in her hole, yeah
Three a gangsta hoe she f*ck with opp she gotta go, yeah
Ho tryna set me up, ain't trippin' bout it, we spittin' his block, yeah
Ho wanna talk that talk, til we pull up, she called the cops, yeah
Brother down the road, they took his hoe, I want his drop, yeah
Took the buddy phone, I call his mom, I want her top, bitch, uh, yeah
Bitch, you wanna ride, you ain't never safe, uh, yeah
I might crash a car, buy another Wraith, uh, yeah
I'm up in the stars, I'm in heaven gates, uh, yeah
I got hella stars, feel like GTA, uh, yeah
I might f*ck her face, yeah
I might bend her over f*ck her stomach like Kevin Gates, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, but I'm too young, I need my space, yeah
Bitch, we only f*ck, we never kiss or go on dates, yeah
F*ck them Jakes, yeah
I had run from 12, can't find my home, this not my place, yeah
GSP too dumb, we know we slide from state to state, yeah
She slide like Bonnie Clyde, but she's not my hoe can't post her face
J.P. could drop a dime and these folks try to build a case, yeah
I lived another day, yeah
I'm thanking God bout every time, cause he done saved my fate
I tried to live a life when crime had too much on my plate
Now every time I eat, I'm chasing money to the bank, yeah
On God, bitch, I'm bound for love, uh, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, ain't take a drug, we sendin slug, yeah
Bitch, I'm bound for love, ain't dropping dimes, we kill his, uh
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Writer: Jeremiah Phillips
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