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leeway - lean chronicles كلمات الأغنية

[intro: leewayy]
(i got so much energy)
okay
come on
otf, n_gga
hey

[verse 1: leewayy]
lately, i’ve been feeling all the hate, what should i do with n_ggas?
feel my fingers touch the pape’, ain’t sh_t to prove to n_ggas
i’m big dog, who let you off the leash? you a poodle, n_gga
no ccw, don’t need a class, just a shooter n_gga
pine_sol, if it’s on the floor, then come move it, n_gga
slime ball, i’ll call lil’ bro to come goo a n_gga
time, dog, if he move to slow, i’m in suit the n_gga
told you how i’m really out my top, i’m a ruthless n_gga
i’m too busy chasing ws, i can’t chase you, b_tch
but don’t forget that i’m the n_gga that made you, b_tch
told my opp, “you a broke p_ssy, i slayed you, b_tch”

[interlude: rio da yung og & leewayy]
d_mn, hold on, hold on, hold on
that’s what you told the n_gga?
yeah, come on, bro, just kick this b_tch back up

[verse 2: leewayy & rio da yung og]
ho, i can’t pop the hood to get the glock, i’ll shakе you, b_tch
or slam your p_ssy ass on the ground, i’ll pave you, b_tch
you don’t know gymnastics with this k, but i’ll make you flip
this purplе that i got from so and so, it’ll make you sh_t (ugh)
honestly, you too honest for me, who made you snitch?
[interlude: rio da yung og]
who? alright, yeah
watch this

[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i wonder if they get the message, i ain’t going broke
ran up d_mn near three hundred racks at that corner store
you could catch me in the hood where you wouldn’t wanna go
or down south, i asked them n_ggas what they get the oranges for
oh, y’all paying eighty_what? i’m finna send a load
matter fact, i’m shooting off right now, b_tch, where you finna go?
after twelve, ain’t no catching sales, b_tch, the kitchen closed
thirty sh_lls will wet him like a whale, they going fishing for him
throw the n_gga in the lake, we treat him like bait
high as f_ck, thought i was finna nut, i peed in her face
casket open, hit him in the chest, i let him keep his face
made sixty racks in six hours, i’m going to sleep at eight
treat his head like a pint of red, we finna bust it open
i know you ain’t finna sn_tch my chain, you see me clutching, don’t you?
.40 bullets like a pedophile, they keep touching on you
how the f_ck it’s beef if we ain’t never dropped a hundred on you?
some northside n_ggas looking for me, i’m at alger’s place
my pockets stuffed with blue huns, you got all the sp_ce
me and diesel going eight for eight, we got all the drank
drop two hundred shots in the crowd and make you crawl away
[outro: rio da yung og]
ghetto boyz sh_t, man
know what the f_ck going on

- leeway

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