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keef kartier - up the hill كلمات أغنية

[intro
(i just wanna feel, how it feels)
(yhea, yhea, yhea)
(ooo, zack k!lled it)
(you know, you don’t need to hurt me)
(yhea, yhea, yhea)
(and if i only could)
go
(i’d make a deal with god)
go
(i’d get him to swap our places)
(been running up that road)

[verse 1]
sippin’ this drank, i’m use to runnin’ from my problems
i ain’t runnin’ bout these b_tches, imma worry bout these commas
i was down up on my ass, some hoes; they usually wanna holla
now they see me havin’ motion, now they ride nd’ give me top
i remember when i started rappin’, nd’ told me to stop
now they say that i’m chargin’, now that i got this sh_t on lock
i can’t trust a b_tch from round here, all these jons really thots
brody slide, nd’ put up reckin’ but he still on the box
i can ride some [?] ganja, nd’ i got dreadlocks
he gon’ knock the ramen noodle out his top, head pop
p_ssy scream “i freed my brother”, now he f_ckin’ with the ops
i can’t portray to be a snake, h_ll naw i’m not cameron
i was trappin’ off a apple, i ain’t used a samsung
she a eater, she like buyin’ on my set; she like bed bugs
you keep complainin’ bout this life sh_t, dog its time to man up
i hit twenty, i ain’t cryin’ cause i got my bandz up
missed my granny every mornin’, used to call me handsome
wish she was hear so i can her and my pops a mansion
i ain’t have sh_t when i was young, i was always scramblin’
was trying to get up with the [?], so why you tryina scam me?
nd’ i still be at the [?], where they say the bam me
them n_ggas not what they say they is, they sweet like candy
an opposite stright bop, no i ain’t sippin’ candy
you better get yo little jhon, she finna throw the {?}
nd’ i don’t know why n_ggas enemy, they tryina blam me
nd’ you be sayin’ thats yo b_tch, but i hear she a tranny
i keep that glock right on my waist, no i ain’t use a f_nny
no i ain’t tellin’ on my folks, no i can’t go like bamby
nd’ i been thuggin’ on my own, i wanna be up by myself
imma keep sippin’ wock, don’t give a f_ck about my health
i don’t really want the fame, nd’ i just need to get the wealth
you can’t hang out with the mob because i already know you gon’ tell
imma keep on runnin’ up that hill, pray to god i won’t fell
i hope my guys don’t get booked, that they not hate sendin’ mail
he keep on dissin’ on my day, lil bro gon’ send him to h_ll
he keep on dissin’ on my day, he gon’ send him to_
go
go
[outro]

- keef kartier

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