Circumstances lyrics

by

Juicy J


I don’t really gotta say it but uh
Real sh*t
You know, some of the sh*t I’d say, you n*ggas wouldn’t believe it
I mean, if I showed you in your face, you wouldn’t believe it
Me and my n*ggas been gettin’ to this money
This really ain’t nothin’ new

Get into this money, still perfecting the flow
You see me, I’m a G, you got a couple letters to go
Went from cookin’ and rockin’ it up, to dope with the stamps on the pack
Was gettin’ so much of it, thought it couldn’t get better than that
Threw on my boots and coat, had that work in the cold
And never did I do business with any n*ggas who told
My n*ggas live by the code, we ain’t seen it or heard it
When you talkin’ ‘bout money you gotta know how to word it
Been on the road for a while, them sacrifices, I made ‘em
Oh, you don’t see what I’m doin’, I guess your vision is jaded
Gotta get it and save it, stack it up and invest it
Well I come from the jungle and all my n*ggas, they restless
Wouldn’t change it for sh*t at all, like who need a court to ball?
That Ray told me time is money, I put this verse on my dog
And put it out on my gang, cuz yea, they my n*ggas fo’ sure
f*ck them n*ggas hatin’ cuz we don’t do this sh*t fo’ show

(Ain't wanna do wrong, but do to them circ*mstances I had to hustle)
Yea n*gga, f*ck these n*ggas know about your dad bein’ gone, n*gga?
(Ain't wanna do wrong, but do to them circ*mstances I had to hustle)
f*ck you n*ggas know about that?
f*ck you n*ggas know about?
(Ain't wanna do wrong, but do to them circ*mstances I had to hustle)
The same sh*t you sellin’ is the same sh*t your uncle overdosed on, n*gga
It’s real sh*t, 4800, I’m from the jungle for real my n*gga
(Ain't wanna do wrong, but do to them circ*mstances I had to hustle)
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