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Continuously Video (MV)




Performed By: Jhyph
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: James Smith




Jhyph - Continuously Lyrics




Rip sis, still do it for all my peers
Watch yo back up in the field,cuz hatred result from fear
Put a beam on yo head, we shine like a chandelier
Betta keep yo mouth closed, else niggas is getting spilled
Wasted, Im in the box office
Niggas in the field racing
I get you knocked off & all they left was shell casings
Coupe in the summer drive the big sedan when its raining
She seen them big bands Lil baby damn near fainted
But f*ck a ho,her trap was slow
I spent it all on clothes
I'm really gangland got big bs in Monroe
F*ck a value meal I need the whole Combo
Buy yo self a backwood, Boy you aint want no gun smoke
Before I bought a car I bought a gun
They shot my dead Aint no one on Ones
& it still f*ck the other side I been that 1
Boy you betta watch yo tongue
Or them holitips gon run with you

We really do this shit continuously
Blowin hybrid or the indica weed
If I aint a player then what could I must be
Bitches hand it over give it generously
Whole thangs if u think you gonna bust me
No Way, she dont pay then she dont touch me
A cold game
I use to pay my metro bill thanks to the coke game
My best friend she stainless steel & she go both ways
F*ck a nigga over
Hit a bitch up close or long range
Steady staring at my dick
All we tot is long thangz
When they was thinking that i lift
All i did was sold weight
Im thuggin in the field with it
F*ck with me that aint realistic
Operate and run the whole machine
Because im built different
Dont wont the head or in between her legs I want a mill ticket
Say im stuck up in my ways, bitch a little different
Policemen banned me from the blade
Bitch it still pimping

We really do this shit Continuously
If I aint a player then what could i must be
We really do this shit Continuously
Niggas asking where im at still caught up in the streets
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English

Rip sis, still do it for all my peers
Watch yo back up in the field,cuz hatred result from fear
Put a beam on yo head, we shine like a chandelier
Betta keep yo mouth closed, else niggas is getting spilled
Wasted, Im in the box office
Niggas in the field racing
I get you knocked off & all they left was shell casings
Coupe in the summer drive the big sedan when its raining
She seen them big bands Lil baby damn near fainted
But f*ck a ho,her trap was slow
I spent it all on clothes
I'm really gangland got big bs in Monroe
F*ck a value meal I need the whole Combo
Buy yo self a backwood, Boy you aint want no gun smoke
Before I bought a car I bought a gun
They shot my dead Aint no one on Ones
& it still f*ck the other side I been that 1
Boy you betta watch yo tongue
Or them holitips gon run with you

We really do this shit continuously
Blowin hybrid or the indica weed
If I aint a player then what could I must be
Bitches hand it over give it generously
Whole thangs if u think you gonna bust me
No Way, she dont pay then she dont touch me
A cold game
I use to pay my metro bill thanks to the coke game
My best friend she stainless steel & she go both ways
F*ck a nigga over
Hit a bitch up close or long range
Steady staring at my dick
All we tot is long thangz
When they was thinking that i lift
All i did was sold weight
Im thuggin in the field with it
F*ck with me that aint realistic
Operate and run the whole machine
Because im built different
Dont wont the head or in between her legs I want a mill ticket
Say im stuck up in my ways, bitch a little different
Policemen banned me from the blade
Bitch it still pimping

We really do this shit Continuously
If I aint a player then what could i must be
We really do this shit Continuously
Niggas asking where im at still caught up in the streets
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: James Smith
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