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I know it's weird love a get you Killed Nah For real show me where Cupid live I'm so for real bro ain't got no Chill We Fresh for real with TS we Killing will But R.I.P to uncle Phil going in For the banks hate to flex my Family skills Shìt I did with no thanks so it's Fuck thanksgiving Forever riding with my Niggas Ain't complain on blank trips I Never sank ships Jumped out of planes land in my Bag I had to change gears Cant vibe with lames I can't be Acting like they ain't weird I can't save you now you know It Ain't no capes here I'm getting tired of the mother Fucking snakes here Know how to take my Ls like Samuel But I know how to put hell on They schedule If he scared to inhale give him a Edible Should've signed with Ole Miss I Got a Rebel flow Metcalf they having cows I got Them staking out Trying to see how much Motion I Be making now They Killing all they energy out Here chasing clout They killing me they all want to Take the gangsta route Smell a coward can't let them Around I got to take them out I'm running Rayvon Howard I'm The one the people rave about They boxed in cabin fever the hate Gone take them out Can't wait to tell mama leave Work check your bank account They small minded I got bigger Shìt to think about Bigga Rankin think it's a game These niggas played out Feel like Lucci wish me well but I been circling with them sharks Tell them niggas hold it down tell Them bitches play they part Getting too big for they britches Niggas thinking that they smart This ain't NASCAR too late for You to earn heart I got to shine for all the times this Shìt had turned dark I'm fixing to choke I'm smoking Dope I might strangle Bart But I ain't simpin keep it pimpin You know how I get it That's my brother ain't got to Mention you know how I split it But my brother in your mention I Got to handle business Why I feel like they want to kill Me for my ambition Know that I'm a rider I'm a soul survivor And You can't walk a mile bro Can't relate don't come around us These niggas hate can't come Around us Can't take the bait they trying to Drown us You know we up how they look Down on us This Shìt for Gus I know he proud Of us Nah For real tell me how you feel Nah for real silence always kills Ain't trying to live to pay no Fucking bills Rather be killed before I live in Fear I know it's weird love a get you Killed Nah For real show me where Cupid live I'm so for real bro ain't got no Chill We Fresh for real with TS we Killing will But R.I.P to uncle Phil going in For the banks hate to flex my Family skills Shìt I did with no thanks so it's Fuck thanksgiving Forever riding with my Niggas Ain't complain on blank trips I Never sank ships
Writer(s): Jaren Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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