Steves J. Bryan - Jumpman (Freestyle) lyrics

Intro Yaw yaw This Is Steves J. Bryan What a Time to Freestyle. Ay Listen Verse Broke man Broke man Broke man She don't wanna f** Gotta make a deposit for you bust a nut You can call her b**h you can her s*ut If it ain't about money she don't give a f** That's what's up, fill her cup New Breast new bu*t Oh she looking bad buy her bottles fill her cup Broke man Broke man Broke man Why the f** lying U claiming she yo b**h My dick been supplying I don't chase I replace if they act I erase out my face Then I move on on To the next Dick long long I suggest You wait for me in the living room Girl Tell your friend I'll do her soon I'm a Rich man Rich man Rich man You already know I move in silence hustling on the low Materializing all my wishes Change my mind and get these riches f** these b**hes They slow us down You chasing em they pull you down Me and the team we here for the checks It's high mind so I give my best I keep one plus seven you don't understand It's all perfect timing b**h I been the man Distance distance stay away all you haters fade away Papa's got a brand-new bag I'm Slanging Jesus let's all pray A Freshman yes man I am dope a blessed man don't test man you will choke I am the pope I know the future I want free bands and owls too sir I serious about this sh** I want it all I want the type of money that can buy 3 malls You say impossible I say I'm possible No more time to waste I'm unstoppable What a time to be alive when everybody's dead Talk about consciousness you go above their heads I guess I gotta keep it moving and stay focus If you want to argue then your life's hopeless Outro b**h I'm Steves J Bryan Bryan Bryan Bryan X 3 And Everything is High Mind Mind