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7smoke – worried كلمات اغاني

yo yo, uh
momma say she worried bout the life i’m livin’ ooh ooh
uh huh, yeah
say she worried ’bout what
worried that some n_ggas might run up n’ go n’ shoot
(i can’t even tell her i’ma let em’ go)

tell my momma like
yes they can, if they test me ma’am
i ain’t gotta single problem, who realist man
i’ma yellow flag a n_gga like a wristband
he gone come and tag n_ggas, but we ain’t playing
i’ma have to sing a song, so i’m conveying
i’ma duffel bag n_gga, so i got some stones
let me get my words right, so you can just
baby switch my status, see, your my fallacy
i’ve been in the land with thieves
this is my alice dream
give me alizé with weed, it’s been a day for me
homies on parole, like please this not the life for me

i’ma go go go go
till i get my dough
i ain’t bag that hoe, i miss her tho
you understand, b_tch i am who i am
i can’t change that plan
remember back in the day, felt like iran
i ran way from things like sham
this story made me a man
switch lanes, we whip mommas van
odessa ass in my hand
yeah you know
petty cash action flow
i stumble on something old
been turning this sh_t to gold, i know
i am untold, this story is so unfolded
this story is to unfold sis
mom say she worried bout, the life i’ve been living wow
scared n_ggas taking me out, i won’t get murdered wow
mom say she worried bout, the life i’ve been living now

hold on

i doubled my soul cause these b_tches try n’ take woah
i’m back on the flow, and i’ll never never let it go
a bomb that i smoke, and they claiming they want all the smoke
bomb weed and hennessy, we coming cause we look like kings
told my momma he testing me
leave his ass all taped like emergency
i’ma painter like joseph, you’ll see my dreams
getting hot like some grease cause i’ll burn a fiend
my chop heat up, like some f_cking pizza
girl you needa, i jus wanna see ya
if you wanna you, could come with me
but you outta leave your n_gga at the scene
like yes we can, i’m obama man
i ain’t gotta single problem, who realist man
i got four more to go, till i blow
um your honor, yeah your daughter is hoe
i got four more to go till i blow
told my momma we was hot like the stove
i ain’t gotta heart, buried in the snow
ran thru all my woes with my bros

- 7smoke

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