The Juice - Dame D.O.L.L.A., Jane Handcock

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(N-N-Nonstop)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I got a laundry list a mile long

If you don’t call it like you see it

Get the dial tone, I got to go

I can’t do yesman or a brown nose

Can’t be around those

Trendy nigga swagger, lost and found clothes

I ride my own wave, facts

But I’m intrigued by a few, I see potential

But I’m probably just deceived by the view

My heart’s sincere as it appears

Man, I’m three hundred proof

Top three, I’m number 0, I can’t be one or two

Because y’all be the type to turn to Pac

And do Raheem for the juice, I’ma be more to Q

Built for it, but ain’t got that anger built toward it

Kilt cordless, ain’t returning my set

Know I rock 'cause if they sent for me

It’s nothing but vets

All along was meant to be

I’m the one, the one is me

Thiss what they gon' come to see

I walk it out so comfortably

A trunk load, no junking me

Hands work, no punking me

The bad ones do their stunts for me

They forever fuck with me

I’m forever sucker free, that never change

My money up a hundred million

I know they respect the gains

Above all respect the game

If they don’t, I probably check it

So I hope you got a vest

If you a threat to my investments

Half of me observe, but my better half aggressive

Take note of the bad shit, memories selective

It really be subjective, I fight battles every day

I take pride in my antennas

I think everything in play

Can’t pull shit over my head

I don’t bullshit over my bread

Try to fill me up with no gossip

I don’t give a fuck what they said

Stupid dummy on edge

If a nigga come for my basket

My cousins gon' be present

And his presence gon' be absent, you feel me?

I got the juice (I got the juice)

As I grow and get more smarter

I got the juice (I got the juice, yes I do, do)

My future looks way more further than I came from

(Sometimes, sometimes)

Sometimes we gotta walk away from loved ones

Ain’t that the truth (Ain't that the truth)

If you believe in anyone on Earth, makes sure it’s you

Rooted in the hood, but not a hoodlum, just a product

They say it take a village, I’m the image of a potluck

I’m mixed with something that got stuck

Something that got they knots up

Couple cousins knocked up, was telling me to not rush

Met my girl in college, six years later I left it in

Had some family troubles, I still battle my skeletons

Black love full of melanin, ride like a Peloton

Humble, but I was arrogant

Karma just couldn’t tell me shit, I learned tho

Venting in my Journo

I ain’t got no interest in the women I don’t yearn for

Newly fighting turned on

New cheese I done earned, bro

Family job, city friends, dammit I’m the Colonel

Million on my word, woah

Growth is real I bent the knee, so she know the deal

I’ve been a Christian all my life, just call me Holifield

My girl was moving without me

I know how Jody feel, doing Kobe drills

Ease my mind hope I slowly heal

I’m bouncing back, happy counting stacks

Bought some acres too, cut some trees down

So the living room could display the view

I played the fool, then right after I elevated smooth

Embraced the moved my family estate

That’s how my day conclude

Diaper duty, come from a workout, wipe his booty

You know that wifey moody

Not the type you just buy some Gucci’s

Swear my life a movie, still winning despite the oopsies

Couldn’t imagine the Tyson groupies

I’ma a different breed, not a common individual

I done have the same phone number

Since back in middle school, it’s principle

Bells ding when my name uttered

They love me in The Forum when it’s Smokey

Like Chris Tucker, motherfucker

I got the juice (I got the juice)

As I grow and get more smarter

I got the juice (I got the juice, yes I do, do)

My future looks way more further than I came from

(Sometimes, sometimes)

Sometimes we gotta walk away from loved ones

Ain’t that the truth (Ain't that the truth)

If you believe in anyone on Earth, makes sure it’s you