Marcus
Jake and Javier Lyrics
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Yeah, ohh
BB turn this up, what up Jake, that's a ten
Okay, I'm lit up in this bitch
Light it up with my stick
I was posted with my brother
We was trapping out a brick
Now we up
I ain't worried bout' shit
Getting to this paper, before twenty one my niggas rich
It's really lit
Breezee bought some diamonds in this bitch he watered wrist
Imma just go fuck all on this bitch and take a pic
Send it to her nigga he a bitch he throwing fits
But really it's your fault, why you tripping about a trick?
Uh, why you tripping about a trick?
Young nigga like me, I be focused on a check
Big bag got me steady, I be balling like the nets
Really rich nigga, we gonna trap out of the feds
Like, one two three four
Niggas mad I upped the score
Five six seven eight, I'm really him it's no debate
Bae, don't stay out late
I be clutching K
I don't want you to get hit if a bullet stray
Okay, I'm lit up in this bitch
Light it up with my stick
I was posted with my brother
We was trapping out a brick
Now we up
Living in the hills
I ain't worried bout' shit
Getting to this paper, before twenty one my niggas rich
It's really lit
Breezee bought some diamonds in this bitch he watered wrist
Imma just go fuck all on this bitch and take a pic
Send it to her nigga he a bitch he throwing fits
But really it's your fault, why you tripping about a trick
Could never trip about a trick
I'd rather take a trip
Stepping off the flight I'm feeling right let's hit the strip
Girl, I plead the fifth
I'm just trying to live
She wanna pull up to the spot yeah trying to pop out to the crib
Took some Ls straight to the chin, where you been
Gotta know how to take a loss if you wanna learn how to win
Then again, then again
She said that she here forever like the ink all on my skin
Okay, I'm lit up in this bitch
Light it up with my stick
I was posted with my brother
We was trapping out a brick
Now we up
Living in the hills
I ain't worried bout' shit
Getting to this paper, before twenty one my niggas rich
It's really lit
Breezee bought some diamonds in this bitch he watered wrist
Imma just go fuck all on this bitch and take a pic
Send it to her nigga he a bitch he throwing fits
But really it's your fault, why you tripping about a trick
The lyrics of "Marcus" by Jake and Javier paint a vivid picture of a life of luxury and excess, filled with drugs, money, and women. The song speaks on the success of the singer who, along with his brother, used to sell drugs, but now live in the hills and are focused on making more money. The singer is also unapologetic about his sexual encounters and seems to take pleasure in flaunting them to others.
The lines "Getting to this paper, before twenty one my niggas rich / It's really lit" suggest that the singer and his brother are determined to become wealthy quickly, before they turn 21. The phrase "it's really lit" appears multiple times and indicates that the singer is living his best life and enjoying his success.
The line "But really it's your fault, why you tripping about a trick?" suggests that the singer believes that if a woman is cheating on her partner with him, it is not his fault but rather the fault of the woman's partner for not pleasing her. This attitude towards women and relationships further reinforces the image of the singer as being careless and reckless.
Overall, the lyrics of "Marcus" highlight the themes of wealth, excess, and carelessness, with little regard for the consequences of one's actions.
Line by Line Meaning
Okay, I'm lit up in this bitch
I am feeling good and energized in this place
Light it up with my stick
I am lighting up a blunt with my weed
I was posted with my brother
We was trapping out a brick
I was hanging out with my brother and selling drugs
Now we up
Living in the hills
I ain't worried bout' shit
We are now living a luxurious life and not worried about anything
Getting to this paper, before twenty one my niggas rich
Our goal is to make money and become rich before turning 21
It's really lit
Breezee bought some diamonds in this bitch he watered wrist
We are having a good time and our friend Breezee bought some nice diamond jewelry
Imma just go fuck all on this bitch and take a pic
Send it to her nigga he a bitch he throwing fits
I'm going to have sex with this girl and send a picture of it to her guy because he's a whiny complainer
But really it's your fault, why you tripping about a trick?
It's your own fault for getting upset about a one-night stand
Young nigga like me, I be focused on a check
As a young person like me, I am focused on making money
Big bag got me steady, I be balling like the nets
I have a lot of money and live like a basketball star
Really rich nigga, we gonna trap out of the feds
We are very wealthy and will continue to make money illegally
Niggas mad I upped the score
Five six seven eight, I'm really him it's no debate
People are annoyed because I am winning and succeeding
Bae, don't stay out late
I be clutching K
I don't want you to get hit if a bullet stray
Bae, please come home early because I am carrying a gun to protect you from random bullets
Could never trip about a trick
I'd rather take a trip
I am not bothered by one-night stands and would rather go on a vacation
Stepping off the flight I'm feeling right let's hit the strip
Girl, I plead the fifth
I'm just trying to live
After getting off the plane, I feel good so let's go to the strip club. Girl, I don't want to answer any questions, I am just trying to enjoy life
She wanna pull up to the spot yeah trying to pop out to the crib
Took some Ls straight to the chin, where you been
She wants to come over to my place and hook up. I've had some losses but I'm back now
Gotta know how to take a loss if you wanna learn how to win
Then again, then again
She said that she here forever like the ink all on my skin
You have to accept failure to achieve success. But, then again, she says she'll always be here for me like the tattoos on my skin
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Marcus Hall, Traejan Reed
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