202 - Kweller & Enzo Cello [JERSEY CLUB MIX] prod. tiiijae

This is just the normal version not the slowed.

Imogen Heap - Headlock (jalenrekt X Jerseyclub Remix) (Normal Version)

REMEMBER DA TIME RMX

Lyrics:

New Wave
They call me Kam, or they call me Kill
When I'm on that field, I can't stand, I can't stand still
I'm like, what's the deal, these labels calling
Blowing up my cell, I'm pourin up this seal
It heal myself, nah I don't need no help
Don't worry bout my health

I'm like damn
Oh that's how you feel, at least you kept it real
I know a couple of y'all gave up on me
Before I hit a mil, well, it's a shame
I can't even blame, I gave up on you too
Won't say no names, I've been pourin up this pink
Yeah, my cup look like it's squid games

Oh, you got a pole, you won't hit them shots
Look at your rank, can we trust these hoes?
Huh, yeah, what the fuck you think?
Before the show, we hit designer stores
And then the private plane, never made the honor roll
I'm on the phone with Grade A

They like, damn, you made it, I ain't close
But bitch, I'm on my way, this hoe keep asking
If I'm fine, I pour this line, I'm A-OK
Bitch, I ain't Gen Z, just posted on my X
Bitch, I'm Gen Qua, my own brudda switched on me
I feel like Luka in that trade

You gave up on me, bae, really?
What you thought I's gon be?
What Selena say?
Everything is not what it seems

We pop out on ya like it's EDC
These Glock with these beams
You can't join my clan
I don't need no bots on my team

I used to shop at Tilly's, used to pop them pillies
Off that lean, I used to be so silly
Till these hoes, they killed me RIP
I feel like Lego Star Wars, bitch, I'm on my last heart
Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt

I'm in this frog eyed Bentley
Driving like it's NASCAR
Like, who you think you tricking, buddy
That's your dad's car
All I smoke is gas, baby, I'm a gas star
And no, I cannot do no feature, I ain't guest star

Damn, this crib's so big
This shit look like the Death Star
Damn, this whip's so quick
You couldn't with a head start
And my Sprite's so dirty
I don't need no med card
And I'm sliding so dirty
Refs gon' throw that red card

Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt
Ho, I can't cover up these scars
And that's the sadprt
I'm in this frog eyed Bentley
Driving like it's NASCAR

Daytrip

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