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lg malique – back home كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(tre made this beat)

[chorus: lg malique]
i ain’t gon’ lie, them trenches got me scarred, but i learned a lot
just like your first time on the stove, you got to learn it’s hot
every n_gga i got ’round me felons, but they go get a knot
man, i’m stitched up, it ain’t no tellin’ when i show you the spot
steppin’ behind me and my kind, n_gga, right or wrong
my life a movie, but i’ma stick to writin’ these songs
told ’em his life ’bout to change, won’t be ridin’ alone
everybody get in position, i’m finally on, yeah
[verse 1: lg malique]
if everybody played a part and didn’t debate with me
they would’ve never got replaced and could’ve stayed with me
my loyalty is somethin’ that’s goin’ in the grave with me
can’t run to drugs, as you can see, it couldn’t save whitney
can’t run to drugs, as you can see, it couldn’t save whitney
everybody sittin’ at yo’ table ’til their plate empty
everybody wanna hit yo’ blunt until they make it skimpy
everybody leanin’ on yo’ shoulder until they have you limpin’
my n_ggas p for real, come seal a deal, n_gga, shop
bankroll got implants, got ’em thinkin’ it’s real or not
my n_ggas finally fed, told ’em relocate from the block
planted that sh_t in their head, i preach to ’em like i’m ‘pac
like i’m ‘pac, ayy
hail mary, make this sh_t rain, then evaporate
shawty blow a n_gga like a frag, my lil’ soldier bae
ask about my life, yeah, i got pride, but i’m forever straight

[chorus: lg malique & bankroll freddie]
i ain’t gon’ lie, them trenches got me scarred, but i learned a lot
just like your first time on the stove, you got to learn it’s hot
every n_gga i got ’round me felons, but they go get a knot
man, i’m stitched up, it ain’t no tellin’ when i show you the spot
steppin’ behind me and my kind, n_gga, right or wrong (right or wrong)
my life a movie, but i’ma stick to writin’ these songs (i’ma be writin’ these songs)
told ’em his life ’bout to change, won’t be ridin’ alone (yeah, right or wrong, yeah, yeah)
everybody get in position, i’m finally on, yeah
[verse 2: bankroll freddie]
i had six figures ‘fore i ever seen a rap deal (right before my deal)
my daddy 53_years_old, sell crack still (on god)
made my mama quit her old job, your baby got bills (i got you, baby)
lookin’ back at my own life and this sh_t give me chills (it give me chills)
done shot n_ggas and i’ve been shot, ain’t sh_t to brag about (bah, bah, bah)
ayy, i’m the only one up out my state to make it out (i made it out)
tryin’ to teach these youngins and the lil’ bros it’s a different route (for real)
but some don’t listen, man, they’d really rather shoot it out (bah, bah)
i ain’t no k!ller, but don’t push me (huh) and n_gga, never play me like a p_ssy (what?)
and who you think you scarin’ with that woofin’? (who you woofin’ at, n_gga?)
big nine up on my side, i swear this b_tch here is a fully (bah, bah)
i drop a whole thirty, swear to god, when i pull it (brrd, brrd)
i’m from arkansas, where n_ggas, they don’t make it (they don’t make it)
he not a gangster, man, i swear that n_gga fakin’ (that n_gga fake as h_ll)
play if you want and i’ma send your ass to satan (i’ma send you straight to h_ll, skrrt)
pull up to your crib and we gon’ leave that b_tch vacant, yeah

- lg malique

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