Chris Kyte - The Jump

Just know while I'm here that you gettin' the real me
Make sure my hands clean whenever I'm filthy
Touch you
Hustle
Trust me
Trust you
I never make decision when my pants unbuckled
Real shit

You don't know how many breaths in this life you gon' get
All those tears that's hittin' the floor
Could've been more
If time was money
This the bullshit that you can afford
Naw I ain't doing that

I been tryna be better
Grow and shit
You noticing
The up and downs
Got me motion sick
The happiness
From the token kid
Has roped you in
This love is like a needle when it pokes your skin
I'm focused in

Adjustments
Trying to not to rush it
Buggin' on songs that I hear
I'm like fuck it
You've been tryna put a smile on that cute face all night
But all you got left is this guy called Kyte

You don't even know who you're dealing with
Shit neither do I
I feel a new high
Feeling that I'm feeling inside
Is the shit I used to read about when we was in the house
Cause the homies down the block wanted to shoot it out

Never mind that
Where your man at
You came alone
Oh you know you done fucked up now
Shit I'm here with Ruwan he'll pull the truck up now
So is you rolling out
Charge you by the hour
I'll give you warning now
Players in the house
Everything that you heard through word of mouth
Might be true
So what you tryna do
I promise I won't bite
Well maybe not tonight

Written by:
Christopher Kyte

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