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kaymuni - 1000 cold nights lyrics

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[chorus]
a thousand cold nights bro, i stayed in a cell
i prayed for my sis before i prayed for myself
and jail taught me never have no faith in no girls
and we drove straight to the bl!cky when i came outta jail
i can’t lack, even when i’m getting a trim
we got juice on the floor, this ain’t no regular ding
i had to burn it, burn my clothes and hit my side tings
and feds ran through the trap and found like five sims

[verse]
understand i ain’t like these other yutes, facts
times you started linking hoes, i was running down cats
i was fifteen, telling man i need runners eighteen plus
told my mums one day i’ll cop her a mercedes truck
for all the days she used to visit me, literally
i used to skip literacy to hit the block and do maths
and i ain’t gonna cap, i don’t know about romeo & juliet
just a love story about two cats
i ain’t mad about no b_tch that ain’t wanna wait no years for me
one day i’ll have a white porsche, seats burgundy
i’ve been in jail or ot, that’s why you ain’t heard of me
we used to wake up early b and go and serve like thirty fiends
i sent man to the surgery and sh_t it was petty
running down this money like dom was searching for letty
i’m in the t, light candles, never had no eleccy
my b_tch pretty even though muni ugly like betty
you wanna know why kaymuni ain’t average?
times we was flying ot, i was established
ask sl!ckz, sh_t we really pulled up and tapped it
he got a three_two, i got the twinning one matching
i ain’t a track star but i got runners, i’m a trap star
slept in my trackie on the sofa in the cat’s yard
the wok taught me never have no faith in no girls
ask mulli the first place i went to when i came outta jail
[chorus]
a thousand cold nights bro, i stayed in a cell
i prayed for my sis before i prayed for myself
and jail taught me never have no faith in no girls
and we drove straight to the bl!cky when i came outta jail
i can’t lack, even when i’m getting a trim
we got juice on the floor, this ain’t no regular ding
i had to burn it, burn my clothes and hit my side tings
and feds ran through the trap and found like five sims

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