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anthony kannon & frost gamble - conye lyrics
(verse 1)
i’m so far gone like, drake in ’09
i ain’t one of these rappers that pay for cosigns
he ain’t f_cking with me, it’s like the wwe
it hurts when you realize it was fake the whole time
i see the hate in your eyes, he angry for nothing
came to the function, with a blade and i tucked it
in case it gets crazy, you can’t say that they jumped him
i’ll pull this motherf_cker out, then kick the place where i stuck it
kannon in this b_tch, you gon’ get what you wanted
hе get beat, like my favoritе production
he paid the penalty, couldn’t follow basic instructions
they came and they slumped him
end up laying dead with your face in your stomach
what’s up then
(bridge)
if he ever needed something, i’m a call away
fiend never miss a payment, he on auto pay
stupid n_gga’ think he ’boutta play me, what you talking ’bout
cut the con out, i’mma call him ye
word on the streets, is they gon’ come to get me
you want me dead i’ll k!ll us all, you coming with me
i’m at the crib smoking gas, yeah and bumping biggie
i got the pack and then ran for a hundred fifty
(verse 2)
if you got a issue you should say something
i can tell that they fronting
i’mma have to tax the n_gga’, pay stub it
credit score almost eight hundred
at the airport, i can board anywhere, andre drummond
that boy smooth with the flow
caught a false start quick, should’ve knew when to go
i’m in the car like, they ain’t got room for the ‘fro
he in the tomb with the ghosts, he caught two and he croaked
had to zoom through the dope
i grew up round fiends who used to reuse needles, and lit spoons ’til they broke
i know folks who f_cked up, and take shrooms just to cope
sounds weird but that’s life, i’m used to the smoke
i grew up quick, always took too much risk
don’t be hanging, watch who you come with
i took forty on the road, and didn’t lose one bit
can’t say beginners luck, never did give a f_ck
(bridge)
if he ever needed something, i’m a call away
fiend never miss a payment, he on auto pay
stupid n_gga’ think he ’boutta play me, what you talking ’bout
cut the con out, i’mma call him ye
word on the streets, is they gon’ come to get me
you want me dead i’ll k!ll us all, you coming with me
i’m at the crib smoking gas, yeah and bumping biggie
i got the pack and then ran for a a hundred fifty
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