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Performed By: Jesse Janari
Length: 2:56
Written by: JESSE SANDERS




Jesse Janari - 007 Lyrics




Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself (That part)
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself

I do not need me no help
You see the diamonds they straight from Orion they all on my belt
Funny how I gave it to them now they gotta pay for the help (Pay for it)
New models on the feed damn that's what she get
Do not forget, you owe me everything plus the respect
Hit maker I'm the lover boy
So you can go f*ck with the other boys
Neighbors say they tired of the noise, shut the f*ck up get back in the house
All of this shit I done figured out, see the prophecy I'm livin' out
I'm doing hard time in the lab and I do not know when I'm getting out
Get this shit over exposed, she creaming all over my clothes
I do not deal with these hoes, shine like I'm dripping in stones
I do this shit off the domes, I hit the lick and I'm gone
What make you think I'm at home, do not disturbing the zone (ahh-yeah)

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself, shit to yourself

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself

See I want a lot of thangs got a lot of dreams
I aint stoppin till n****s get it (Count it up)
I hit the lick on the paradiddle (Count it up)
I do that shit and I pair a riddle (Count it up)
You know how this shit go with these syllables
All these Skeltons I'm selling bones, never get me on the telephone
So you sending shots I prepare the wounds
They do not know this a marathon and I'm ready
Bussin' round after round out the chevy
Don't wanna have to ship it to the levy
Really I'm 'bout to push heavy, see I might just move out the country
Dripped in Milano Givenchy, she wanna eat me like lunch meat
I might just get her to fund me, yeah
One thing my mama done taught me
I done did this to myself, I done did built up the wealth
I done did built up the health, I built this shit by the brick
Yeah that's my shit on them shelves
She tryna jingle the keys, girl you can jingle these bells (haha you funny)

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself, shit to yourself
Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself
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Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself (That part)
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself

I do not need me no help
You see the diamonds they straight from Orion they all on my belt
Funny how I gave it to them now they gotta pay for the help (Pay for it)
New models on the feed damn that's what she get
Do not forget, you owe me everything plus the respect
Hit maker I'm the lover boy
So you can go f*ck with the other boys
Neighbors say they tired of the noise, shut the f*ck up get back in the house
All of this shit I done figured out, see the prophecy I'm livin' out
I'm doing hard time in the lab and I do not know when I'm getting out
Get this shit over exposed, she creaming all over my clothes
I do not deal with these hoes, shine like I'm dripping in stones
I do this shit off the domes, I hit the lick and I'm gone
What make you think I'm at home, do not disturbing the zone (ahh-yeah)

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself, shit to yourself

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself

See I want a lot of thangs got a lot of dreams
I aint stoppin till n****s get it (Count it up)
I hit the lick on the paradiddle (Count it up)
I do that shit and I pair a riddle (Count it up)
You know how this shit go with these syllables
All these Skeltons I'm selling bones, never get me on the telephone
So you sending shots I prepare the wounds
They do not know this a marathon and I'm ready
Bussin' round after round out the chevy
Don't wanna have to ship it to the levy
Really I'm 'bout to push heavy, see I might just move out the country
Dripped in Milano Givenchy, she wanna eat me like lunch meat
I might just get her to fund me, yeah
One thing my mama done taught me
I done did this to myself, I done did built up the wealth
I done did built up the health, I built this shit by the brick
Yeah that's my shit on them shelves
She tryna jingle the keys, girl you can jingle these bells (haha you funny)

Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself, shit to yourself
Don't cry on my shoulder just cry to yourself
'Cause you did this shit to yo
Shit to yourself
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Writer: JESSE SANDERS
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