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connor gilbert - sunday كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
uh

[verse]
i said, yo, i be gettin’ by, but i be gettin’ high
i keep a 9_5 until my money has arrived
and then i know i can move on from this sh_t
but i got us through my game invested all in my chips
and pop it, mo’s droppin’ heat
kickin’ these dope philosophies
my object is to (?) because there really ain’t no stoppin’ me
no (?), i ain’t kiddin’ with what i speak on
oh, you’ve been flexing hard today, while i’ve been grinding sh_t for weeks
while my flow is so unique and all of my rhymes are so unique
a gift from the suburbs with a sound from the streets
homie, you can’t even compete
so keep your mouth f_ckin’ shut, i_ight? sh_t, kapeesh
i fill your speakers with these works, f_ck your b_tch, you not disturbed
if she ain’t roll my herb, well, then i kick her to the curb
i love it when she tell me that i’m so down to earth
no a$ap ferg, but i be puttin’ in work
gettin’ paid, kid, your lame ass be gettin’ faded
you’re so wack, you couldn’t make vines to get famous
uh, my rhymes so intricate, the flow
and if you got a problem, i got a d_ck for you to blow
you bring in the x, i bring in the o’s
you bring in the dudes, i bring in the hoes
and this is how remind you, kinda (?) got you, no
so, who the f_ck we tryna flow?
[outro]
so, who the f_ck we tryna flow?
yeah

- connor gilbert

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