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lil kee - outta pocket lyrics
[intro]
(matt, what up?)
[chorus]
lost my big bro friday ‘fore my birthday, man, i really miss him
i know that these n_ggas really b_tches, so i don’t respond to disses
i wish i was with you when you died, you know i miss you dearly
i wish you were here to see our k!llers f_ck up all the missions
don’t know what’s goin’ on, it’s been too long and i need me a body
i’m chillin’ with gang in new york, but i still got my rocket
tweetin’ and you get hit with some hot sh_t, f_ckin’ out of pocket
ho movin’ too fast, pulled down her pants, but i just want the noggin
[verse 1]
he tryna look mad in all his pictures, he is not no k!ller
this right here put holes in n_ggas’ face, but it ain’t got no filter
i seen n_ggas clique up with the opps who used to live with me
my young n_gga a thug, he older than me, but he call me big bruh
he say he catch an opp, this sh_t in blood, he already know it’s up
been my dog since kids, if you get caught, know i’ll pay your bond
he said it’s out of love, i don’t nothing but a switch on my gun
told you that i love you, but if i leave, that mean you ain’t the one
all my diamonds dancin’, really hittin’, i might be touchin’ sun
i’m a real hitter, probably take it ‘fore i buy your gun
i know n_ggas died for sayin’ sh_t and they ain’t even really mean it
i pull out her tracks, beat in her back, [?] get to screamin’
sold your n_gga a case of green, he got high, but he ain’t really leanin’
that lil’ b_tch a freak, after we f_ck, she l!ck up all my s_m_n
ho had snuck some pictures, took her phone and made that b_tch delete ’em
clutching while she eating, b_tch, don’t you forget that i’m a demon
[chorus]
lost my big bro friday ‘fore my birthday, man, i really miss him
i know that these n_ggas really b_tches, so i don’t respond to disses
i wish i was with you when you died, you know i miss you dearly
i wish you were here to see our k!llers f_ck up all the missions
don’t know what’s goin’ on, it’s been too long and i need me a body
i’m chillin’ with gang in new york, but i still got my rocket
tweetin’ and you get hit with some hot sh_t, f_ckin’ out of pocket
ho movin’ too fast, pulled down her pants, but i just want the noggin
[verse 2]
i’m tryna find ways, can i rap and still try and move this dope?
hop out the side of mclaren, put the bl!ck inside this moncler coat
i can’t f_ck with you ’cause you wear green and don’t know how to move
so i just started crashin’ n_ggas out who didn’t know how to shoot
i take percs and i can’t sleep, got me fightin’ these demons
in the streets, you can’t find love, but i’m lookin’ for jesus
so many times it been hard and ain’t n0body need you
these n_ggas broke, ain’t got no funds, how you gon’ be a leader?
how you gon’ help out your young n_ggas that actually need you?
had to focus on myself, i got people to feed too
and opps know it’s [?][2:15]
[?] as long as they die, forever f_ck y’all
[chorus]
lost my big bro friday ‘fore my birthday, man, i really miss him
i know that these n_ggas really b_tches, so i don’t respond to disses
i wish i was with you when you died, you know i miss you dearly
i wish you were here to see our k!llers f_ck up all the missions
don’t know what’s goin’ on, it’s been too long and i need me a body
i’m chillin’ with gang in new york, but i still got my rocket
tweetin’ and you get hit with some hot sh_t, f_ckin’ out of pocket
ho movin’ too fast, pulled down her pants, but i just want the noggin
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