Innocent By Circumstances

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Jackboy - Rap

Innocent By Circumstances

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[Intro] Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah I did the crime, but I'm still innocent though Helluva made this beat baby 'Cause the position I was put in [Verse] Lately I been feelin' like fuck a friend 'Cause they don't ride for me, how I ride for them? Only put my faith in these benjamins Time after time, it got me out predicaments Yeah I did the crime, but I'm innocent He thought I wouldn't up my nine in front of witnesses Guess he heard my rhymes, thought I wasn't livin' it 'Til they pulled me off him like stop boy, you killin' jit Fuck bruh, this ain't a game, this shit serious Get mad fast, in a second I be furious Lack of respect will make me catch a sentence period No coppin' pleas now, fuck nigga I ain't hearin' it Ears to the streets, they ain't know I was listenin' Talkin' 'bout if Kodak put him on, why he juggin' then? Bitch I'm a business man, robbin' what I major in Could be up a hundred bands, still will lay you down for ten I don't do this for myself, I do this for my fam They want steak, they got tired of eating cold ham I'ma take your plate, then go bust it down with them You'd do the same if you'd been where I been Keep the pressure up, I ain't givin' in I'ma rape the game, I don't need consent Young hustler, depend on my own hand I ain't have a spot, still pushin' weight like I'm in the gym Bitch I ball above the rim, think I need a bonus Murdered the track, they think somebody ghostwrote this Nah, these fuck niggas ain't even allowed to quote this Hatin' ass niggas still feel like I ain't worth shit When I got that bag, swear all the hate was worth it Can't die with it, fuck it bae, let's go splurge it Diamonds from Africa, fuck them Gucci purses Her ex man a clown, tell that nigga join the circus He don't like my music, well I hope that nigga heard this What's on my left wrist, broke boy you can't afford this Cut to your city, kill the scene, I'm a terrorist Runnin' through hoes, you would think my name Barry Sanders, girl turn off everything that got a camera I'm tryna stay ghost like a Phantom Not tryna get exposed, how I do hoes up the road after shows Drop your clothes, let me see your ass go beastmode Can't sleep here, when you go, lock the door Keep it on the low, next time you'll get some more Next time you'll get some more Keep it on the low, next time you'll get some more Ayy ayy, wait, I got more to say I'm not your kid, I ain't tryna play Paper chasin', fast money, andalé Got it off the muscle, I was hustlin' every day Ayy ayy, wait, I got more to say I'm not your kid, I ain't tryna play Paper chasin', fast money, andalé Got it off the muscle, I was hustlin' every day

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