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foolkeal - im back كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
don’t know how to start this song, but b_tch, i’m f_cking back (b_tch, i’m f_cking back)
took a six month break, i promised i would prove that i could rap (i could rap)
show that n_ggas is my kids, tell my son “i’m not yo’ paps” (i’m not yo’ paps)
you can keep stealin’ my swag, but the dna don’t match (let’s get it, let’s get it, let’s get it)

[verse 1]
i snuck into the club and then i threw my first advance (i threw that sh_t)
i’m tryna tour the world, i wanna go to uk, poland, france (poland, france)
stuff like thirty bands in that duffel, call it rich n_gga romance (romance, romance)
my grandma speakin’ to me, she keep tellin’ me to take that chance (let’s get it, let’s get it)
pop that fi 2_3, now i’m tweakin’ in that sprinter (i’m in that sprinter)
passin’ pcp, she havin’ dreams of eatin’ kеal for dinner (she wanna eat mе up)
yeah, i’m a sweet n_gga by day, but i turn on her at night (at night, at night)
these twitter n_ggas keep on botherin’ me, b_tch, let a n_gga get right (b_tch, let me get right)
block you out my f_ckin’ phone, yeah, i’m quick to set sh_t right (huh, let’s get it)
when i was stuck feelin’ alone, i let my auntie guide my light (yeah, let’s get it)
my dad was drinkin’ in the shop, that’s when the pain start gettin’ loud
but now i rap on instrumentals, just wan’ make my auntie proud, come on

[chorus]
don’t know how to start this song, but b_tch, i’m f_cking back (i’m f_cking back)
took a six month break, i promised i would prove that i could rap (hold on)
show that n_ggas is my kids, tell my son “i’m not yo’ paps” (i’m not yo’ paps)
you can keep stealin’ my swag, but the dna don’t match (that sh_t don’t match)
[verse 2]
been a year now since i dropped that dun_dun_dun, that sh_t was wack (that sh_t was wack)
i drop a corny bar right now, she humpty dumpty, i’m tryna crack (i’m tryna crack)
you slimed me once and now you gone, don’t even try to come back back (don’t even try)
these n_ggas not even my friends, they only hit me up for tracks (let’s get it)
like hol’ on, these n_ggas want my spot but they don’t got it like me (they don’t got it like me)
hol’ on, my lil’ sh_t act just like me, she a product of me (product of me)
different color hoes like they teletubbies (teletubbies)
baby_ass n_gga, you so f_ckin’ huggy (huggy, huggy)
mr. yugoslavia, they play this on repeat
don’t skip unless i tell you to, i don’t want you to keep this sh_t concrete (keep it concrete)
i’m runnin’ laps around this sh_t, my tape is ’bout to be complete (complete, complete)
don’t wanna hear you hit my line, don’t ask me for no f_ckin’ feat, b_tch (b_tch)

- foolkeal

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