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gtf official - rewind ! lyrics
[verse 1: bryan•brwn]
i’m the n_gga told somebody something and they nothing
criss cross my path and that gravity get you jumping
run it run it back your intuition is fronting
pops outside his pad
hit the rewind b_tton
all my little birdies chirping saying burn ‘em in my area
dog you need to hurt him
dog we heard him better perish him
pop your bubble got the shovel down the rubble
demons bury ‘em the arial
out in heaven sleeping with the fishes
what you doing when your jeans start pushing
you watch your bridges
he’s dying to the throat in case he diving off of bridges
he lying ‘bout his b_tches or thesе commas in his businesses
that ain’t my business now wе swerving like sentences
i ain’t here to judge you dog my purpose to get rid of ‘em
you may know prison bound to all these bars that i administered
written scriptures i been scribbling man need a minister
it’s critical to say that i’m a godd_mn hypocritical it’s logic
[verse 2: e•nnce]
these n_ggas wanna talk they shot he’s here
i let the shawties with it seems to me
i do the opposite and skip the consequence
f_ck you confident we sn_tch your oxygen anonymous
i name that choppa ominous so n_ggas know it’s on their head
come doing faces get broke and wax on enough
these n_ggas tones is soft they too cautious
i come to your home and buck you stand offish
and if i get that chrome it’s f_ck you loose conscious
[verse 3: synapse]
man needs to change his f_cking attitude
who you think you talking to
2k on your shoes
bump this sh_t right out the roof
hoes in bonaroo
dropping in on parachutes
smoking off the boof trynna get a few
got some gucci clothes i don’t f_ck with that
b_tches on the nose got a heart attack
b_tches talk their sh_t now i’m talking back
sh_t was counterfeit for some cadillacs
[verse 4: ly]
come on little boy you gonna talk now
feel a bust still gone have to walk down
walk walk walk walk
come to your dorm now you not a chalk chalk chalk
shoulda hit the gym more
shoulda hit the gun store
now your forehead got a mother f_cking bullet hole
cut my hair into mullet hoe
a b_tch still gonna pull it though
[outro: e•nnce]
keep in mind that bleeding minds
and all my dogs will dig inside
my other mind’s been bleaching mine
now up the mob and hit rewind
life won’t stop and hit rewind
despite one pop and you recline
it’s best you drop behind the line
and watch you block your columbine
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