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bway yungy - 40 bars كلمات أغنية

[intro]
fatboi

[chorus]
uh, i’m just thinkin’ ’bout everythin’ i done been through
crying for so long, n0body offered me a tissue
the real recognize real, fake what i can’t vent to
these b_tch ass n_ggas hate, i can’t relate, don’t understand you
they show a flaw? cut em’ off, that’s what you ‘posed to do
and if your n_gga a1 since day one, then keep him close to you
forever my brudda, never leave my brudda like a solider do
we spin through that curve, youngins some vets, and all they know is shoot

[verse]
aggressive whеn i talk, oh you feel played? then what you wanna do?
i heard you ridin’ round with your stick, sh_t, what you sayin’? n_gga, wе got sticks too ([?])
n_ggas be quiet when we come through (we go to war where i’m from)
we don’t pick or we don’t choose
hear that loud sound, his b_tch ass can hang around them shots, let off a man down
on my name they talking down, who give a f_ck what they sayin’?
oh i’m too hot, i need a fan pocket full of rubber bands
hold on, watch out for that cliff, i saw the match in here
it’s like i’m boxing on the beat, and test my ref in here
oh you ain’t hear me? n_gga, stop playin’ ‘fore you meet death in here
i heard you wanna k!ll me, come put me up, what’s your step age here?
gg6 my heart don’t pump no fear, n_gga know what it is, we step for real tryna get a overk!ll
on fifteen full of pills flashing that iron tryna slang steel
you can ask my momma bet she tell you how we live
we grew up toting that iron since thirteen, sh_t been real
hold on, just stop this freaky b_tch from feeling on my private
hold on, stop it told her back it up, pick up then, she drop it
the opps they mad i’m on my sh_t, everything i do you know they copy
red said he charge two_twenty for a pack he lucky i don’t rob ‘im
n_gga you a b_tch, you put water to the fire
reckless caught his ass and popped him thuggin’ all on the [?]
some louisianimals, on they trail like we scavengers
big bullets they gone damage him
don’t give a f_ck ’bout where we at gone smush him out on camera
now you in that cold place
only enough room for that sleepy sh_t, it’s not that much of sp_ce
i done been put through all type of sh_t, right now fighting a cold case
these hoes loving on all type of d_ck, and they want you to call ’em bae
it ain’t no way, no way, like kobe i do a fadeaway
i done put my trust up in a b_tch, and watched her run away
i know sometimes i’m on that other sh_t, but i’m forever the same
you diss the gang you lose your brain, what i put on his head that’s petty change
[chorus]
uh, i’m just thinkin’ ’bout everythin’ i done been through
crying for so long, n0body offered me a tissue
the real recognize real, fake what i can’t vent to
these b_tch ass n_ggas hate, i can’t relate, don’t understand you
they show a flaw? cut em’ off, that’s what you ‘posed to do
and if your n_gga a1 since day one, then keep him close to you
forever my brudda, never leave my brudda like a solider do
we spin through that curve, youngins some vets, and all they know is shoot

- bway yungy

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