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Never Switch (feat. Sixteen) Video (MV)






JustinTheArtist - Never Switch (feat. Sixteen) Lyrics




I don't need no friends
Let me re-iderate
I don't really need new friends
I mean
What's friend to my life now
I lost niggas close to me
Tryna live up to this lifestyle
I lost one to drugs
One to a bullet
One to the narcs
Saying things he knew he shouldn't
I lost My brother to that bike life
A lot seen in a short life span
So what your life like
Penny for your thoughts
Hunneds in my dreams
Dreams of making hunneds
But a penny's what I seen
Till it all made sense
Now I gotta make mine
Let my niggaz stay close
Never let me take mine

If I shine
Then they shine
Never switch on em
If I grind
Then they grind
Never flip on on em
Get knocked
Then I take time
Never snitch on em
You the man in the streets
Then you never bitch on em

Fake thugs be talking like they be taking shots
We don't talk we just focus on the red dot
Cover his body look like chicken pots
Take 4 to his body then play connect the dots

Cook his body wit the toe like tater tots
The clip size bigger than the f*cking parking lot
Gang we got one like we hit the jackpot
No coming back over the fence like the sandlot

Everybody who quick to judge off a flick
Ask yourself why you be stuck talking shit
Instead of copping fits you be throwing fits
On a personal level you could go suck my dick

We don't give a f*ck we flip it real quick
Played ball in the field started off wit nicks
Worked to a 8th then we started hitting licks
The Vault took me in and said it's time for a switch

Yeah
Now i'm making moves i'm stacking up
Living in the stu all night till the sun is up
Take the gas wit the wood O roll it up
And we don't roll a gram we go by the dub

If I shine
Then they shine
Never switch on em
If I grind
Then they grind
Never flip on on em
Get knocked
Then I take time
Never snitch on em
You the man in the streets
Then you never bitch on em
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English

I don't need no friends
Let me re-iderate
I don't really need new friends
I mean
What's friend to my life now
I lost niggas close to me
Tryna live up to this lifestyle
I lost one to drugs
One to a bullet
One to the narcs
Saying things he knew he shouldn't
I lost My brother to that bike life
A lot seen in a short life span
So what your life like
Penny for your thoughts
Hunneds in my dreams
Dreams of making hunneds
But a penny's what I seen
Till it all made sense
Now I gotta make mine
Let my niggaz stay close
Never let me take mine

If I shine
Then they shine
Never switch on em
If I grind
Then they grind
Never flip on on em
Get knocked
Then I take time
Never snitch on em
You the man in the streets
Then you never bitch on em

Fake thugs be talking like they be taking shots
We don't talk we just focus on the red dot
Cover his body look like chicken pots
Take 4 to his body then play connect the dots

Cook his body wit the toe like tater tots
The clip size bigger than the f*cking parking lot
Gang we got one like we hit the jackpot
No coming back over the fence like the sandlot

Everybody who quick to judge off a flick
Ask yourself why you be stuck talking shit
Instead of copping fits you be throwing fits
On a personal level you could go suck my dick

We don't give a f*ck we flip it real quick
Played ball in the field started off wit nicks
Worked to a 8th then we started hitting licks
The Vault took me in and said it's time for a switch

Yeah
Now i'm making moves i'm stacking up
Living in the stu all night till the sun is up
Take the gas wit the wood O roll it up
And we don't roll a gram we go by the dub

If I shine
Then they shine
Never switch on em
If I grind
Then they grind
Never flip on on em
Get knocked
Then I take time
Never snitch on em
You the man in the streets
Then you never bitch on em
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Writer: Justin Bruno, Ryan Barreto
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