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kiing shooter, jazzy & corey finesse - still outside كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(dougie on the beat)

[verse 1: kiing shooter]
at first it was shots fired (it was), then the police sirens (f_ck)
we spinnin’ these blocks ’til n_ggas is opps, so they gotta keep dyin’ (they do)
my cousin is gone, i had to be strong, i couldn’t keep cryin’ (i couldn’t)
don’t care about fame, it’s faces on my chains, so i gotta keep slidin’
you don’t know the sh_t i been through
all them nights that i couldn’t sleep (what?)
i would go catch a victim ’cause n_ggas be slippin’ for thinkin’ this sh_t is sweet (come here)
smokin’ weed in my building, try get out my feelings, it was just me and meech (meech)
i told him i got him, we moved out the projects, but i still play the streets (f_ck ’em)
’cause i got some demons with me (uh_huh)
and i can’t shake ’em off (at all)
perc’ after perc’, i said i’ll be numb, so f_ck it, i’m breakin’ laws (let’s get it)
why would i run when i got a gun? my n_gga, i’m takin’ yours (you stupid?)
yeah, i got a b_tch, but yours on my body, you know i’ma f_ck ’em both (hah)
this the sh_t that i was raised on
play tough, get your face blown (uh_huh)
i be poppin’ up like state farm
with my hoodie on and a k drawn (boom)
blue money what we play for
i be focused, i don’t take days off
to the bullsh_t, i be ray charles
let the 40 off at a state park, i don’t play with n_ggas

[chorus: jazzy]
i know i ain’t livin’ right
lord knows i don’t sleep at night
these streets got my body
i can’t trust n0body
no, no, no, no, no

[verse 2: corey finesse]
i was on back blocks, i had a black glock
think they could play with me, i had that thing on me, i was a bad guy
i had a bad thot before all the ass shots
but she did me bad, now look at her ass, yeah, i’m in my bag now
i’m out of reach, i used to sleep inside of the traphouse
and fivi gettin’ that breach and i’m with a treesh blowin’ her back out
me, cueno, and shyste, jah goin’ crazy, he tend to blackout
them n_ggas be livin’ a lie, i see in his eyes, he ain’t what he rap ’bout (he cappin’)
smoke ’til i pass out, i’m still the same n_gga
runnin’ with gravediggers, seen money change n_ggas
walk with my nine, they get out of line and i gotta pay a visit
would stand on the lines to get in the club, now they gotta pay a n_gga
oh, they think i forgot? they counted me out, and now i’m her favorite n_gga
i am not trustin’ n0body, she know my body, i do not play with n_ggas
dare one them n_ggas to try me, that’s on my mommy, bullet decaying n_ggas
nothing left to say to n_ggas
i tried to pave the way for n_ggas

[chorus: jazzy]
i know i ain’t livin’ right
lord knows i don’t sleep at night
these streets got my body
i can’t trust n0body
no, no, no, no, no

- kiing shooter jazzy corey finesse

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