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ruzlxn - you can never match me ! lyrics

[intro]
my father suggest we make away to sweden
uh, yeah
yeah

[verse 1]
okay, like, no respect, count my cheque, hit them with this f_ckin’ left
these stupid motherf_ckers sayin’ sh_t, i put them to the test
i round my boys, i straight my vest, my middle finger to the rest
ruzzy ’bout to talk his f_ckin’ sh_t, i speak it with my chest
[chorus]
tell that p_ssy_boy, “get up out my face”
motherf_ckers out here running like a motherf_cking race
you can never ever match me, motherf_ckers ain’t pass me
anarchof_ckhead, b_tch, i am great like gatsby
you be in the backseat, b_tch, i’m in the front
gas in my blunt, yeah, the sh_t white, runtz
smoking my problems away for my lunch
smoking my opps all away, it’s a hunch

[verse 2]
b_tch, i really pack heat, put ’em in the trunk
i be runnin’ like a track meet, b_tch, i get these funds
better call a f_ckin’ taxi, p_ssy boy wearin’ maxis
everybody lookin’ basic, comin’ outta the factory
remember that back in the days, i was stacking, then k’s
motherf_ckers with me back then ain’t here today
i’m tired of feeding these f_ckers, no good lil’ suckas
who still ain’t gon’ buck up today?
climbing my way, i be paving and starvin’
these motherf_ckers must have really forgotten
like, who the f_ck put ’em on? you ain’t the best
and i know you don’t wanna hear it, you pressed
man, f_ck everybody and f_ck all the rest
my choppa on me, and it’s f_ckin’ suppressed
man, nothing you do leaves me really impressed
man, i do this sh_t ’cause i’m truely obsessed
[verse 3]
yeah, yeah
actin’ like you know any better, you motherf_ckers ain’t better
b_tch, i’ma really go and get it, got a f_ckin’ vendetta
keep a tool on my dresser, a motherf_ckin’ beretta
to take the name to shame, motherf_ckers they hate me
you ain’t me, face that fact, you really been getting lazy
and i’m still getting racks, you never could really change me
man, f_ck that mold they put me in since a baby
all bark, no bite

[chorus]
tell that p_ssy boy, “get up out my face”
motherf_ckers out here running like a motherf_cking race
you can never ever match me, motherf_ckers ain’t pass me
anarchof_ckhead, b_tch, i am great like gatsby
you be in the backseat, b_tch, i’m in the front
gas in my blunt, yeah, the sh_t white runtz
smoking my problems away for my lunch
smoking my opps all away, it’s a hunch

[outro]
okay, like, no respect, count my cheque, hit them with this f_ckin’ left
these stupid motherf_ckers sayin’ sh_t, i put them to the test
i round my boys, i straight my vest, my middle finger to the rest
ruzzy ’bout to talk his f_ckin’ sh_t, i speak it with my chest

- ruzlxn lyrics

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