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sammy shiblaq - damn son lyrics
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[intro]
yea
yea yea
ooooo weeee
it’s another one
[verse]
i live with the consequences of my own decisions so im trippin when im the loop
tripping how to move, tripping in the booth
trynna go and figure out f___ imma do
ain’t got the time got my momma waiting for me
why the debating on me, got my faith up on me
got the same finger as my granddaddy that was holding the ak on em
like it’s mayday mayday
get the f___ down i ain’t come to play
feel i’m the pele pele
the greatest to do it whatever until you find out someone else do it better
this a letter to kiana kinda like a martin to caretta
trendsetter in a vendetta i been moving grooving but i won’t let up
i couldn’t fold, but you gotta know
even through the groupies, even through the hoes
you the pot of gold, but i gotta go whoa
we was ducking from the popo
leaning had my dawg slow mo
in the endzone like ocho
oh no
i done got it out the mud you know how it was i ain’t did no promo
maybe i was being loco
or maybe i thought all them people would hear me the way i’m spitting with this cold flow
i was young l!cking polo
till they stopped me on the low floor
so shoot a movie how we living this s___ you could do it on the go pro
hold up
listen imma youngen with a message for the real and to the people in the room that been feeling what i’m feeling
a milli where you stepping
it’s a war outside gotta walk with a weapon
blessings
i am not a sinner i been trying to get to heaven but i’m fighting with the devil got a ak47
i swear i’m boutta k!ll him but he gone up in a second
till he come back
now we in the rap game no pun that is one fact cuz now he trying to follow everything i do and unpack
see i’m not stupid when i see him in a buick and he wondering what i’m doing then he offer me one bag
run that gun that fund that _ gotta couple fiends on the map, with a beam on the strap
i’m gon run up a milli than fly out to philly and pop me a wheelie like meek on the track
hop on the beat like a trampoline
top everything like oh d_mn it’s me
i know i’m not the man i planned to be
but im’ma do it for the family
it’s sammy baby
tell me how that feel
you be chillin with these suckas
get a taste of something real
ay wait hold up, i’m a hop in
swerving like a f_____ nascar
everybody say they poppin
now it’s murder in a black car
you ain’t never seen sh_t so don’t you say sh_t when they pull up
like kim k when she outta place, she got booty pads and a push up
i done had to flip the script, i switched the whip, and gripped the stick, and shipped a brick to sit and fit just to get with the s___
till i hit the b____
i slipped and dipped to rip this s___ to hit the trip to sit tip top of my penmanship
and slit the wrist to get the zip and dip but now we all getting lit just to get the chips s___
get it flip it everybody tripping like i’m nike fitted with a mighty pivot
i’m a king when i’m the booth i could show you things you could never do
you see i’m coming we running don’t f___ up the hundreds i feel like i’m drummond no cap in my rap
when i’m counting this money you look like a dummy you wanted it from me now we on the map
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