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Jump (feat. Rosario) Video (MV)




Performed By: Snowden
Length: 3:33
Written by: Dylan Caccamesi, Kevin Snowden




Snowden - Jump (feat. Rosario) Lyrics




It's young Snowden the reason the game ain't totally hopeless
I drop a track and the masses know that it's finna be dope shit
I'm hanging onto my moment my grip ain't going no where
Since I lifted this mic ain't nobody that can compare
Welcome to medieval times I got that flow like a dragon
I got that fire that makes the Human Torch think that he's slacking
I'm everything that you're lacking homie it ain't no question
The Bane of the game I was meant for this all y'all pretending
And I'm doing it I'm doing I'm doing it well
Got the mother f*ckers mad cause they can't copy my style
I takes the good with the bad hideous with the beautiful
It's the young dude who treats the studio like it's a cubicle

So here goes another banger for the books
I swear y'all make this shit much harder than it looks
Had to give the world something new that it could bump
So let me ask you something, don't this shit make my people wanna

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

I'll be the alpha and omega word to the woman who made ya
The force has been awaken channeled my inner Boyega
On a track I'm Ricky Bobby the booth is now Talladega
Since the space ranger days been on my grind like a skater
The worlds asking where's their favorite overweight
They say they're here to save music but I'm over the wait
This the local going global this not up for debate
Youngin' destined for greatness just like the prophecy states
They say the game is dog eat dog no discovery channel
Got that Venom that Eddie Brock himself couldn't even handle
When it comes to skills homie you cannot hold a candle
Keep it classy like a white man grilling in sandals

So here goes another banger for the books
I swear y'all make this shit much harder than it looks
Had to give the world something new that it could bump
So let me ask you something, don't this shit make my people wanna..

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Lil mama shut ya mouth, make that ass jump
Pedal to the floor, word to my gas pump
Busy body gotta write a verse, was finna pass
But Snowden said the bitches gon' love it so I had to
Jump up on the track like this my swan song
Came up in the cut quick, now I whip the cutlass
Play my shit when I roll up to the function
Mother f*cking floor concave when I get my people jumping
And cash rules everything around me
All this f*cking money, take a look at my surroundings
Hella fake clout, seen you clowns tryna crowd-please
Straight for the jet, Boba Fett with the bounty
See I'm doing what I'm doing cause they can't do it better
Since I was 16, every single sixteen clever
When the mainstream f*ck with my team, make the beat drop down
Shake the god damn ground with the tremors when you

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
Rosario will make ya
Jump, jump
Galloway will make ya
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
You know we always make ya
Jump, jump
Bringing that fire make ya
Jump, jump
We been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump
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It's young Snowden the reason the game ain't totally hopeless
I drop a track and the masses know that it's finna be dope shit
I'm hanging onto my moment my grip ain't going no where
Since I lifted this mic ain't nobody that can compare
Welcome to medieval times I got that flow like a dragon
I got that fire that makes the Human Torch think that he's slacking
I'm everything that you're lacking homie it ain't no question
The Bane of the game I was meant for this all y'all pretending
And I'm doing it I'm doing I'm doing it well
Got the mother f*ckers mad cause they can't copy my style
I takes the good with the bad hideous with the beautiful
It's the young dude who treats the studio like it's a cubicle

So here goes another banger for the books
I swear y'all make this shit much harder than it looks
Had to give the world something new that it could bump
So let me ask you something, don't this shit make my people wanna

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

I'll be the alpha and omega word to the woman who made ya
The force has been awaken channeled my inner Boyega
On a track I'm Ricky Bobby the booth is now Talladega
Since the space ranger days been on my grind like a skater
The worlds asking where's their favorite overweight
They say they're here to save music but I'm over the wait
This the local going global this not up for debate
Youngin' destined for greatness just like the prophecy states
They say the game is dog eat dog no discovery channel
Got that Venom that Eddie Brock himself couldn't even handle
When it comes to skills homie you cannot hold a candle
Keep it classy like a white man grilling in sandals

So here goes another banger for the books
I swear y'all make this shit much harder than it looks
Had to give the world something new that it could bump
So let me ask you something, don't this shit make my people wanna..

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Lil mama shut ya mouth, make that ass jump
Pedal to the floor, word to my gas pump
Busy body gotta write a verse, was finna pass
But Snowden said the bitches gon' love it so I had to
Jump up on the track like this my swan song
Came up in the cut quick, now I whip the cutlass
Play my shit when I roll up to the function
Mother f*cking floor concave when I get my people jumping
And cash rules everything around me
All this f*cking money, take a look at my surroundings
Hella fake clout, seen you clowns tryna crowd-please
Straight for the jet, Boba Fett with the bounty
See I'm doing what I'm doing cause they can't do it better
Since I was 16, every single sixteen clever
When the mainstream f*ck with my team, make the beat drop down
Shake the god damn ground with the tremors when you

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
I drop a track and make ya
Jump, jump
I been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
Young Snowden will make ya
Jump, jump
Rosario will make ya
Jump, jump
Galloway will make ya
Jump, jump, jump, jump

Jump, Jump
You know we always make ya
Jump, jump
Bringing that fire make ya
Jump, jump
We been real from the
Jump, jump, jump, jump
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Writer: Dylan Caccamesi, Kevin Snowden
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