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nav & babyface ray – mismatch كلمات اغاني

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[chorus: nav]
please don’t judge me by my past if i consider you my friend
i could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
i was layin’ in the grass, i sniped a model and her friend
i can’t talk hot on the phone the situation that i’m in
i keep drivin’ home drunk and i keep f_ckin’ up my rims
they just took my left hand, now i’ma live without a limb
we could have the same carti’, sh_t look different through my lens

[verse 1: nav & future]
mismatch, i just did the dior with the prada
big plaques walkin’ through my crib, i got a lot of
my block is hot, i walk through and i’m scared to step on lava
my lil’ homies proud of me and still be sellin’ product
i be flossin’, valet runnin’ to me when i park up
took her shoppin’, got that girl a kit, it was a start_up
expensive gas, they smellin’ my aroma when i spark up
don’t take me simple, i’m the wrong tree that you should bark up (yeah, wheezy outta here)
[chorus: nav]
please don’t judge me by my past if i consider you my friend
i could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
i was layin’ in the grass, i sniped a model and her friend
i can’t talk hot on the phone the situation that i’m in
i keep drivin’ home drunk and i keep f_ckin’ up my rims
they just took my left hand, now i’ma live without a limb
we could have the same carti’, sh_t look different through my lens

[verse 2: babyface ray]
carti’ frames cost a lil’ more ’cause they got icin’
outlaw, road runner dirty with no licenses
shallow b_tch, you get money too, then you’re her type then
gamblin’, type to risk it all and throw the dice in
music business litty, but i’m workin’ on the low
man, these rap n_ggas be friendly, you just met ’em, now it’s bro
i just touched down for a bag and rockin’ marni to a show
b_tch it’s wavy gang, hoes gettin’ gnarly on a boat
facemob, yeah, they call me that ’cause my hands in it
i’m the first in celine timberlands, they should put me in the guinness
god’s son, know that i repent ’cause i be sinnin’
drop a bag and fuel the trenches, it ain’t sh_t to see ’em spin it, know i’m stayin’ litty, n_gga (phew, phewww)

[chorus: nav]
please don’t judge me by my past if i consider you my friend
i could show you how to turn a million dollars into ten
i was layin’ in the grass, i sniped a model and her friend
i can’t talk hot on the phone the situation that i’m in
i keep drivin’ home drunk and i keep f_ckin’ up my rims
they just took my left hand, now i’ma live without a limb
we could have the same carti’, sh_t look different through my lens
[outro: future]
(wheezy outta here)

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