mynameisntjmack – Contact Lyrics

[mynameisntjmack & Dre Wave$ – Contact Lyrics]

I told ’em I been there and done that
I’m on 64 East with the skunk pack
I might whip to the plug and then run back
Gotta get it if you really want that
These n!gga* ain’t ready for combat (No)
These n!gga* ain’t ready for contact
These n!gga* ain’t ready for war

I settled a couple of scores (I did)
But I’m still behind on the boards
I’ll never be satisfied
I’ma get everything else and then go get some more
I can’t f*ck with these rappers, I’m bored (Damn)
He just sent a feature, ignored (He did)
I’m busy with planning a tour
Recording this music I wrote on this beat my first night in New York (Yeah)
Keep it on me, keep it on me
Diamonds dancing, look like Fiji water started leaking on me
Keep it on me
This here 45 could feed the homies
If it doesn’t work, I bet it see them other n!gga* sleeping on me
Keep it on me
Keep it on me, yes, sir
Keep it on me, yes, ma’am
Keep it on me, amen (Goddamn)

I told ’em I been there and done that
I’m on 64 East with the skunk pack
I might whip to the plug and then run back
Gotta get it if you really want that
These n!gga* ain’t ready for combat
These n!gga* ain’t ready for contact
These n!gga* ain’t ready for war

These n!gga* ain’t ready for war
Ain’t even ready for battle
I put the pedal to floor
I’m sending these heaters right at you
Like, n!gga, I see that you rattled
I find it demeaning to ask you
Fighting my demons a hassle
That I just been needing to tackle
And it’s getting heavy of course
Choice like when Eve ate the apple
Got blood on my tee like it’s Snapple, ayy
I had to find a way out
I was lyin’ in drought and was down to my last dime
I ain’t just rhyming for clout
b!tch, I’m shining, ’cause shouting these lines is a pastime
I had to grind and think ’bout how my life been off-route
On this ride since my dad died
I had to climb up a mountain, divinest of fountains
I dive in like bath time

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I told ’em I been there and done that
I’m on 64 East with the skunk pack
I might whip to the plug and then run back
Gotta get it if you really want that
These n!gga* ain’t ready for combat
These n!gga* ain’t ready for contact
These n!gga* ain’t ready for war

But then there are those that always try to be smart
They’ll take a decent man and then they’ll alter his heart
Until he seeks to tear them apart
These men, no man should call friends
They bend lies around truths until they meet their end