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hzrn - d3lt4run3 (outro) كلمات أغنية

[verse]
i used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
so i had to
grind like that to shine like this, in a matter of
time i spent on some locked_up sh_t, in the back of the
paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
seen my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
it was time to marry the game and i said, “yeah, i do”
if you want it, you gotta see it with a clear_eyed view
got shorty, she tryna bless me like i said “achoo”
like a n_gga sneezed, n_gga, please, ‘fore them triggers squeeze
i’m gettin’ cream, never let them hoes get in between of what we started
lil’ n_gga, but i’m lion_hearted
they love me when i was stuck and they hated when i departed
i go and get it regardless, draw it like i’m an artist
no crawlin’, went straight to walkin’, with foreigns in my garages
all foreign b_tches ménagin’, f_ckin’, suckin’ and swallowin’
anything for a dollar, they tell me get ’em, i got ’em
i did it without a album
i did sh_t with mariah
lil’ n_gga, i’m on fire
icy as a hockey rink, philly n_gga, i’m flyer
when i bought the rolls royce they thought it was leased
then i bought that new ferrari, hater, rest in peace
hater, rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
phantom so big, can’t even fit in the parking spot
you ain’t talkin’ ’bout my n_ggas, then what you talkin’ ’bout?
gangstas move in silence, n_gga, and i don’t talk a lot
i don’t say a word, i don’t say a word
was on my grind and now i got what i deserve, f_ck n_gga (ah)
maybach music
hold up, wait a minute (minute), y’all thought i was finished? (woah)
when i bought that aston martin, y’all thought it was rented? (yeah)
flexin’ on these n_ggas, i’m like popeye on his spinach
double m, yeah, that’s my team, rozay the captain, i’m lieutenant
i’m the type to count a million cash then grind like i’m broke
that lambo’ my new b_tch, she don’t ride like my ghost
i’m ridin’ around my city with my hand strapped to my toast
’cause these n_ggas want me dead and i gotta make it back home
’cause my mama need that bill money, my son need some milk
these n_ggas try take my life, they f_ck around, get k!lled
you f_ck around, you f_ck around, you f_ck around, get smoked
’cause these philly n_ggas i brought with me don’t f_ck around, no joke, no
all i know is murder, when it come to me
i got young n_ggas that’s rollin’, i got n_ggas throwin’ b’s
i done did the doa’s, i done did the kod’s
every time i’m in that b_tch, i get to throwin’ thirty g’s
but now i’m hangin’ out that drop head, i’m ridin’ down on collins (skrrt)
they let my n_gga ern back home, that young n_gga be wildin’ (let’s go)
we young n_ggas, we mobbin’ (mobbin’), like batman and we’re robbin’ (woah)
this two_door maybach with my seat all reclinin’
i’m like, “real n_gga, what up?”
[outro: hzrn & meek mill]
woo!
woo!
woo!
woo!
woo!
woo!
sh_t, it sounds like i’m barking
woo
woo!
woo!
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this so i had to
grind like this … like that [??] boy when he first touch that [??]
had me feelin’ like that [??] boy when he first touch that brick
woo!
oh i forgot the next line
had me feelin’ like that dope boy when he first touch that brick, i’m gone
woo!

- hzrn

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