Jitta On The Track - Bipolar lyrics

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Jitta On The Track - Bipolar lyrics

BIPOLAR INTRO This be the realist sh** I ever wrote Bipolar ho This be the realist sh** I ever wrote I think I'm going BIPOLAR f** the world love you all Time will call my results Been so stressed I need a Tylenol I never cried before But ima give everything up inside me lord See I'm blessed and I'm cursed going bipolar Regret my night when ever I roll up Dawg , when's the last time that I was sober ? My management didn't do sh** Got up out that contract Kept my day one n***as in that was there for me since way back Jay R god bless your soul The Lord had his plans for you And I promise on him myself ima do everything that I can for you PJ god bless your soul Two angels in one week Two tears on both cheeks Pray to god on both knees If I die before I wake my soul is yours to take No Bulldog (bull dawg) No Georgia State I got kicked out can't afford a place So I work hard for my dreams n***a No man can't beat Jitta No man can't be Jitta First comes my team n***a Then come my green n***a Then we all gone eat A new artist on that peak Pursuit harder every single week I'm a beast never should of let a n***a of the leash Ima eat Bite down sink my teeth Got a call last week From a man that look like me Never ever knew him in my whole damn life Only showing up in my dreams Think about it every god damn night Said that n***a just look like me You ever think it's a dream? That's your real father You only 21 my n***a but I feel for you Never felt for you Gotta understand where I stand Had to raise myself to a man Used to write rhymes with a crayon I WAS BORN TO DO THIS This is more than music Some might think I'm foolish Some might think I'm stupid But my names Jitta I'm going Bipolar Drop the flame n***a See I'm Bipolar going BIPOLAR My doctor called me f**ing up Tried to tell me I'm bipolar f** y'all I love y'all I pray to god i don't die sober I fly over my chain golden my weed purple Better OVERALLS no Steve Urkel Got a white b**h that like Keith Urban I keep flirting Police searching We eat perfect I'm fresher than detergent MOLLYLUJAH, n***a Frank Kirklin Or Kirk Franklin I don't sleep I'm KNOCKTURNAL My chicks dope , don't care about yah Don't care about that f**ing gossip Got a hippie chick that likes Janis Joplin I'll take your b**h it hasn't been a problem, b**h I been a problem to this party ho On the track like cardio Articles in my audios, y'all lame rappers have sorry flows (Siri) SORRY It's a new year n***a (Siri) ni**a New change no gear n***a (Siri) ni**a Bring the pain and the fear n***a (Siri) SORRY OKAY Dope sh** , real sh** making moves Team looking like they can't f**ing lose May Day May Day i made the news And pay days every day when u made lose Relates to who? Relations too My team my brother My dream my brother, BELIEVE MY BROTHER BELIVE MY BROTHER

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