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Never Lack Video (MV)




Performed By: Jae Bird
Length: 3:54
Written by: Jonathan Jacques




Jae Bird - Never Lack Lyrics




Back to killing these f*ck niggas
Boy im in the paint like rough center
In studio breakfast lunch dinner
I had let whip game rust a little
Now im shining on em real bright
Chain heavy like a fat bitch at least thats what it feels like
Head shot head shot kill you off the top yeah, niggas still write
Chilling with a bunch zoe niggas down to kill try me and you will die
Where im from? hood shit everyday hard for us but we still try
Trap niggas all around me smoking got some shooters with us and they pill high
Lemme take you on a real ride

I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks
I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks

Trapping on em looking like a mother f*cking lick
Gymnastics, turn a flip into another f*cking flip
Gotta stash around the corner, and another in the crib
I'm just trapping on em looking like a mothe f*cking lick

Oh they i was done with em
But just i started having fun with them
I dont play games aint no fun in em
Let brains hang and ya lungs with em
At my lowest and im real high
Aint no telling what i will try
N aint no talking like im real shy
So dont you ever try to steal mine
Got the shit down to a science you can call a nigga Bill ni
You know i get doctor bill high
You know i get uncle phil high
Got a bad and her heels high
Said she only f*cking with the real side
Trap niggas with the grill bright
Money stack looking real right

I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks
I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks

Trapping on em looking like a mother f*cking lick
Gymnastics, turn a flip into another f*cking flip
Gotta stash around the corner, and another in the crib
I'm just trapping on em looking like a mothe f*cking lick
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Back to killing these f*ck niggas
Boy im in the paint like rough center
In studio breakfast lunch dinner
I had let whip game rust a little
Now im shining on em real bright
Chain heavy like a fat bitch at least thats what it feels like
Head shot head shot kill you off the top yeah, niggas still write
Chilling with a bunch zoe niggas down to kill try me and you will die
Where im from? hood shit everyday hard for us but we still try
Trap niggas all around me smoking got some shooters with us and they pill high
Lemme take you on a real ride

I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks
I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks

Trapping on em looking like a mother f*cking lick
Gymnastics, turn a flip into another f*cking flip
Gotta stash around the corner, and another in the crib
I'm just trapping on em looking like a mothe f*cking lick

Oh they i was done with em
But just i started having fun with them
I dont play games aint no fun in em
Let brains hang and ya lungs with em
At my lowest and im real high
Aint no telling what i will try
N aint no talking like im real shy
So dont you ever try to steal mine
Got the shit down to a science you can call a nigga Bill ni
You know i get doctor bill high
You know i get uncle phil high
Got a bad and her heels high
Said she only f*cking with the real side
Trap niggas with the grill bright
Money stack looking real right

I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks
I'm from the trap
I never Lack
I get them racks
I get them racks

Trapping on em looking like a mother f*cking lick
Gymnastics, turn a flip into another f*cking flip
Gotta stash around the corner, and another in the crib
I'm just trapping on em looking like a mothe f*cking lick
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Writer: Jonathan Jacques
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