Jackboy – Own My Masters Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Own My Masters – Jackboy

I done ran up a check
Now I’m the one b**ches chase after
All these chains on my neck
I’m not a slave, I own my masters

I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head
Might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that deeck, ain’t no letting up

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This is not a Corvette
My Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex
It ain’t hard to see my new b**ch badder

I got ’em hating that I leveled up
But I’m rich, so no, I do not give a f**k
Everywhere that I step, it’s a pistol tucked
Send one of your n**gas to get one up

Got the game in a lock and I won’t let up
Got fresh out the box and got rich as f**k
Pockets all got a knot, bought the Lamb’ off the lot
Might f**k around and go buy the Bentley truck
Had to grow up real rough, times used to be tough
But them n**gas still hate how I live it up
I was posted in the cut, we ain’t on it letting up
‘Til I got off my ass and ran it up

Had to get off my ass and go get it
Lil’ n**ga but I got big digits
If you kind .. beef, I’m with it
You can die ’bout .. boy silly
You can’t say s**t about me, I got a milli’
Whenever I go, my family gon’ get it
Can never trip ’bout a ho, soon I hit it, I quit it
Can’t be loved, sorry bae, I admit it

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Fill up them drugs, so the pain, I don’t feel it
My b**ch real bad, I be f**king on a menace
She give me head while I drive
I can wreck, this ain’t rented
And I got some my windows five-percent tinted
Screaming free Yak, pouring shots of the Henny
All these free bands, got a custom ..
Grown man .. kill anyone yet
Can’t f**k with n**gas, no, jack not friendly

I done ran up a check
Now I’m the one b**ches chase after
All these chains on my neck
I’m not a slave, I own my masters

I got that bread and stacked it up
It get put on your head
Might start whacking stuff
I got her head and fell in love
She eat up that deeck, ain’t no letting up

This is not a Corvette
My Aventador go way faster
I could flex on my ex
It ain’t hard to see my new b**ch badder

I got ’em hating that I leveled up
But I’m rich, so no, I do not give a f**k
Everywhere that I step, it’s a pistol tucked
Send one of your n**gas to get one up…

➤ Written by Jackboy
Album: Living In History (Deluxe)
Produced by LC/Producer & DzyOnDaBeat
Jackboy | 2020

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