[Intro: Jelly Roll]
It's bad apple bitch
A game, huh

[Verse 1: Jelly Roll]
Man I ain't fuckin' with that
Quit askin' bout that bitch, I don't fuck with that rat
Guess these coward hoes didn't wanna see me blow
These motherfuckers were happier when they see me broke
Got me reminiscin' right now, rest in peace to Mondo
Plottin' on me so I keep this pistol in the console
If they round up on me man I pray for the 'cause God knows
I'ma let this bitch blow like it's got a clogged nose
Why they want it now, them bitches ain't want it then
Aw, you the kind of guy to hind behind some other men
Ooh, got some muscle now, look at you all actin' grown
We both know when you're alone, you're a bitch down to the bone

[Chorus: Struggle Jennings]
Heard my enemies applause when I got knocked (I got knocked)
They was hopin' for my spot up at the top (At the top)
Yeah I know they couldn't carry that wealth (That wealth)
I sit back and let 'em bury they self, here's a shovel
I was climbin', they was prayin' I would drop (I would drop)
Heard my enemies applause when I got knocked (I got knocked)
If you're waitin' on my fall then hold your breath (Hold your breath)
I sit back and let you bury yourself, here's your shovel
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