Lyrics Lil Durk – Jealous
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Hook:
Jealous, yeah, they jealous
Jealous, my car got ’em
I got ’em mad and jealous
My wrist got ’em jealous
My bank account, jealous
I got ’em mad jealous
I got them bitches jealous
They is right now, jealous
My Instagram, jealous
And I go ham, jealous
Got them niggas, jealous
I got ’em mad jealous x3
They jealous of me
My bank account, jealous
I got ’em mad jealous
I got them bitches jealous
They is right now, jealous
My Instagram, jealous
And I go ham, jealous
Got them niggas, jealous
I got ’em mad jealous x3
They jealous of me
I just copped me a new watch and they jealous
Fuck all that other shit my diamonds yellow
Niggas is bitches I do keep that metal
(Do keep that metal, that gun is on me right now)
Only on Twitter when niggas be at you
40 ruger shooter tell ’em I bless you
You niggas ain’t got more money then my left shoe (My jealous)
I tell ’em my niggas so turnt up (OTF my niggas)
They’ll burn yo’ bridge it get burnt up
I got a bad bitch she look like Tokyo
Niggas wanna compete with me and know they broke
Pull up in that phantom that cost a holy ghost
Niggas be tweakin’ with squad they.. (Bang!)
Hook
Instagram comments got them niggas hating, pussy
Niggas I call friends be faking
Niggas be tweakin they thought I wouldn’t make it (But I made it right now)
Fuck all these dirty hoes, these bitches basic
Car all white they swear I was racist
I can’t be racist this 40 Jamaican (I’mma shoot it right now)
Niggas is bitches, I turn up for what
I just got a deal so I turn down for what
Rondo caught a body I got up a lawyer
Any lawyer call ’em I could afford ’em
Niggas is fraud it’s like they write for them
Pull up in the ghost, on some Forgi’s
Fuck all these dirty hoes, these bitches basic
Car all white they swear I was racist
I can’t be racist this 40 Jamaican (I’mma shoot it right now)
Niggas is bitches, I turn up for what
I just got a deal so I turn down for what
Rondo caught a body I got up a lawyer
Any lawyer call ’em I could afford ’em
Niggas is fraud it’s like they write for them
Pull up in the ghost, on some Forgi’s
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