Cocoscars - JEALOUS! Lyrics

I was gone for a while, baby, now I'm back I had to learn how to count up a rack
Now I'm a pro, won't take you back I'm on the road, smokin' on pack
I know I'm a jealous person, but I'll work on it I hit the beat like I'm going to jail for it

I just want love, I'd do anything for it
Just want your touch, I'd kill anyone for it,

I'm with the homies, I'm pouring a four now
In about ten years from now
You will look up and you'll be like, what, how?
Getting all this cash, I might just drown
Homie said don't quit, just chow down

All this shit since you talkin', it don't make sense,
These accusations, yeah, they gettin' out of hand
You worried about me while I play in the sand
All this shit since you talkin', makes you look like a fan

All this shit since you talkin', it don't make sense
These accusations, yeah, they get out of hand
You worried about me while I play in the sand
All the shit that you talk makes you look like a fan

Me and my boys will light you up, no diddy
So many guns, I'm the Windy City

Me and my boys will light you up, no joke
If I talk to my gang, they know that I spoke
You talk all tough, but you don't want smoke
Beef with me when your gang ain't broke
Smokin' this weed, I don't do coke

Fake people, I don't hang around them folk
I am death, might put on a cloak
I am one person to not provoke
If you piss me off, I'll make you croak
And please don't think that I misspoke

(Shoot)
(Shoot)
(Shoot)

I was gone for a while, baby, now I'm back
I had to learn how to count up a rack Now I'm a pro, I won't take you back
I'm on the road, smokin' on pack

I know I'm a jealous person but I promise
I'll work on it I hit these beats like I'm goin' to jail for it
I know I'm a jealous person, but I promise I'll work on it
I hit these beats like I'm goin' to jail for it
I just want love, I'd do anything for it
Just want your touch, I'd kill anyone for it

All this shit that you talk, it don't make sense These accusations, yeah, they get out of hand
You worry about me while I play in the sand
All this shit that you talk makes you look like a fan
All this shit that you talk makes you look like a fan
All this shit that you talk makes you look like a fan

I was gone for a while, baby, now I'm back I had to learn how to count up a rack
Now I'm a pro, I won't take you back I'm on the road, smokin' on pack
I know I'm a jealous person, but I promise I'll work on it
I hate these beats like I'm goin' to jail for it

I just want love, I'd do anything for it Just want your touch, I'd kill anyone for it
I was gone for a while, baby, now I'm back I had to learn how to count up a rack
Now I'm a pro, I won't take you back I'm on the road, smokin' on pack
I know I'm a jealous person, but I promise I'll work on it

I hate these beats like I'm goin' to jail for it