Jalen Hurtski Lyrics – Tee Grizzley

Read the full Jalen Hurtski lyrics by Tee Grizzley along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tee Grizzley’s music, you can also explore Forever My Moment and My God, two other songs by Tee Grizzley.

Slick talking, I don’t wanna hear nothing
When one of them boys you smoke, take smashes
Leave the convictions, do not send me no love

I can’t show these boys my way, they still exhausted
After I fu*k, I chucked a douchey here exhausted
My s*it here hurt like Jalen Hurst, this real frost
This smoke we got gon’ kill your pu*sy ass now I make you cough, n!gga
Drop a big bag on my younging, get that off, n!gga
Half a ticket in my war chest piss me off, n!gga
Thank God I made it out these streets, I did it all
In school, n!ggas sold my candy for me I been a boss, n!gga
Okay, we get it, n!ggas tough, go get some money
Throw at my cuddie, we throw back, long-lived
Got all my feelings, that s*it ain’t do s*it funny
I was broke, bummy, fast forward, s*it funny, huh?
Cause hoes ain’t tryna fu*k me, they tryna fu*k the money
I don’t remember you doing s*it for me, you can’t get nothing from me
They say be safe like, fu*k you, man, I got this button on me
Upped on my mans, we hit a lick, I caught them tucking on me
Do a crime with these n!ggas, I would never, never
Fairest place and wires, phones tap, n!ggas telling telling
Play dumb, head tap, now it smelling swelling
Shopping in a rack, 80 racks in my Peli Peli

Then I show them boys your way, they still in soul
After I fu*k, I chucked the dude, she hear his hoes
My s*it hit her like Jayling Hertz, it’s real frog
Smoke weed, I gon’ kill your pu*sy ass, now n!gga you go
Drop a big bag on my younging, get that off
Half a ticket and my word chest pissed me off
Thank God I made it off these streets, I did it all
In school n!ggas sold my candy for me, I been a boss, n!gga

You know this s*it get tricky can let these n!ggas get it
You wanna feature and I fu*k with you just throw me 50
You wanna a rich n!gga that don’t cheat, my love, you been too picky

I’m talking s*it, baby, I only want you, fu*k these b!tches
Lil’ bro say he wanna pay me back, I say don’t stress it, bro
If I got it to give, my n!gga, I got you, that what these blessings for
Slick talking, I don’t wanna hear nothing
When one of them boys just smoke
chase messages, leave the convictions
Do not send me no loves
We don’t need no drop on no n!ggas
We know what we know
Fu*k beef and we got one mission
Never go back bro
Fu*k these hoes
We got one goal
Keep the family close
That’s the life I pray for
Got money, let’s get some money

Then I show them boys your way, they still in soul
After I fu*k, I chucked the dude, she hear his hoes
My s*it hit her like Jayling Hertz, it’s real frog
Smoke weed, I gon’ kill your pu*sy ass, now n!gga you go
Drop a big bag on my younging, get that off
Half a ticket and my word chest pissed me off
Thank God I made it off these streets, I did it all
In school n!ggas sold my candy for me, I been a boss, n!gga

Then I show them boys your way, they still in soul
After I fu*k, I chucked the dude, she hear his hoes
My s*it hit her like Jayling Hertz, it’s real frog
Smoke weed, I gon’ kill your pu*sy ass, now n!gga you go
Drop a big bag on my younging, get that off
Half a ticket and my word chest pissed me off
Thank God I made it off these streets, I did it all
In school n!ggas sold my candy for me, I been a boss, n!gga