Jerome The Prince - Jacksonville Lyrics

I was broke as fuck, stressing on the daily, had to make a way…
Now i’m at the beach, with my bae, sipping on Rosé…
If you ain’t, in my fucking circle don’t care what you say…
Don’t you got some burgers to flip, dog get out my way…
Wake up then I get to grinding, don’t got time to bullshit…
My minds a fucking weapon, more lethal than a full clip…
Right now I whip a jetta, one day whip the Rolls bitch…
Most these rappers rapping can’t even fuck with my old shit…
Heard they sneak dissing on the low, you are not clever…
Heard they say I changed, dog of course I did, I got better…
Focus on improvement, that’s a lesson that you need to learn…
If the shit is toxic, then it’s simple, that bridge gotta burn…
Pennies in my pocket quickly switched up to them papa Smurfs…
If you don’t know what that mean, you should probably get to work…
If it do not benefit you, why the fuck are you concerned…
Ima keep on hustling till the day my ashes in the urn…

Pay attention, and shut your motherfucking mouth bitch…
Haters get up off my dick, fuck your fucking couch bitch…
Friendly when in person, on the microphone, a different story…
Hating on another, you a clown like you missing Dory…
Shoutout to my fam, they the ones who should get all the glory…
Future looking bright for me, so much in my inventory…
Wifey cooking pasta she Italian, my sauce enormous…
Spent a fucking thousand at Millenia, you can’t ignore us…
This will probably do some fucking numbers, no need for a chorus…
Come and kick it with the Prince, like your first name is Morris…
Yeah, I’m just built different I guess…
All you haters are the same to me, insects and some pests…
You a mess, talking my shit disrespectfully…
Took a couple months off, work on myself mentally…
But now I’m back to shit on all my haters endlessly…
If you double cross me, no Netflix show but you dead to me…