Fool Me Twice - Jawga Boyz

This has been a long hard road for us

But we still keep pressin' forward

So many things have tried to slow us down

So we learn from our mistakes and

Fool me once it’s all on you, whoa

But fool me twice and it’s all on me

This long dusty road has been tough, it’s been a battle

Just dirt and potholes not even gravel

Scratch the car until physically there was nothin' left

And kept movin' when typically I would take a breath

And either slept except I couldn’t accept

The depths that I was fallin' into that’s why I kept my steps

Well prepped then backup I crept yup

Too many folks doin' this that are so inept

Thinking they are slick while they playin' the game of puppets

When you call 'em out they turn the other way, they sayin' nothin'

Makes me wanna vomit, it’s chronic, they’re pickin' our pockets

Wallets and wanna demolish the product of prophets I promise

It’s catastrophic astonished how they thinkin' we novice

Punks still in their pajamas, still roomin' with their mamas

Said they forgot us then they cop us I’ll admit it it’s the oddest

Pompous turned modest I bet when they see what we accomplished, watch

Stoppin’s not an option, man we keepin' it rockin' and bring it back

This has been a long hard road for us

But we still keep pressin' forward

So many things have tried to slow us down

So we learn from our mistakes and

Fool me once it’s all on you, whoa

But fool me twice and it’s all on me

Yeah, it’s like they hearin' excuses that’s a nuisance

You must think we’re stupid, false solutions

Your words are pollution, double as useless

Nothin' you can do that’ll ever diffuse this

You played your games and had to get a little crafty

Savy I’ll admit if you ask me hope you’re happy

Sittin' around now that you’re conscious hope you’re doin' well

And I know that you weren’t busy stabbin' folks in the back pursuin' wealth

Oh well that’s history swiftly comes the misery

And when the dust settles I’m gonna be the one with the victory

Typically I’m just laid back and paid back as hell

In my mind I play it back but I’m learnin' not to dwell

'Cause I’m still after what I’m after and I’m gonna get it

Livin' and committed to winnin' without the limit the minute

Your business done twisted has shifted on us with the quickness

The parasitic addictions benefited from gimmicks so listen

Yeah

Stoppin’s not an option, man we keep it on workin' we’ll bring it back

This has been a long hard road for us

But we still keep pressin' forward

So many things have tried to slow us down

So we learn from our mistakes and

Fool me once it’s all on you, whoa

But fool me twice and it’s all on me

This has been a long hard road for us

But we still keep pressin' forward

So many things have tried to slow us down

So we learn from our mistakes and

Fool me once it’s all on you, whoa

But fool me twice and it’s all on me

Salesman standin' at the door so I tell him get the hell out my yard

(Get the hell out my yard)

I could tell that he wasn’t from around here pullin' up in that car (Where the

hell’s your truck?)

Then he looked at me strange when I told him get the hell out my yard

And he knew I wasn’t playin' 'cause he’d seen the .45 on my side,

you know what I’m sayin'

Fool get the hell out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

Someone get him out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

I’ma get you out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

Son, get the hell out my yard

I was at home chillin'

In the backyard grillin'

Tryna keep it reelin'

Then I started hearin'

Somebody pullin' up in my driveway

That I did not invite and I did not okay

Maybe I’m just hearin' things in the distance

But then I realized it’s a guy at my place

Load a Mag in the .45 and I

Put it right there on my side while I

Walk up to the door with a cold fist

Damn this dude was an idiot

I’m thinkin' that I’ma just (What)

Maybe I’m just gonna (Aah)

Either way it won’t be a problem

'Cause I know folks that will solve 'em

I’m just tryna to be calm

Get the hell off my yard and be gone

This ain’t no place for folks like you

Better run before I shoot

Salesman standin' at the door so I tell him get the hell out my yard

(Get the hell out my yard)

I could tell that he wasn’t from around here pullin' up in that car (Where the

hell’s your truck?)

Then he looked at me strange when I told him get the hell out my yard

And he knew I wasn’t playin' 'cause he’d seen the .45 on my side,

you know what I’m sayin'

Fool get the hell out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

Someone get him out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

I’ma get you out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

Son, get the hell out my yard

Get the hell out of my yard

Unless you owe me some money

Get the hell out my yard 'cause you already know

That I ain’t gonna give you nothin'

Ain’t tryna hear what you were sellin'

Ain’t tryna hear all the other stupid shit that you wish that you could tell me

Ain’t tryna hear nothin' so you better leave

Before I become a felon

I’m tryna live in peace out here

That’s why I live way out here

Everybody else around here know this

That’s why nobody comes out here

Why nobody comes this far

Turn your GPS back on

Get back in your tiny car

You don’t want no problems

Get up out my yard

And when you get back on the main road

Just forget everything that you saw here

'Cause if you come back down my road

They gon' be lookin' for you all year

Call your boss and tell him that

You ain’t comin' back around

Finna hear a knock at the door and I’m like hold up wait

Salesman standin' at the door so I tell him get the hell out my yard

(Get the hell out my yard)

I could tell that he wasn’t from around here pullin' up in that car (Where the

hell’s your truck?)

Then he looked at me strange when I told him get the hell out my yard

And he knew I wasn’t playin' 'cause he’d seen the .45 on my side,

you know what I’m sayin'

Fool get the hell out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

Someone get him out my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

I’ma get you out my yard (Y'all get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (Get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

You need to get the hell out of my yard (You better get the hell out my yard)

Son, get the hell out my yard