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season of blood - kruzzo kane, كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(beezo need cash only, you dig?!)
that boy cassius on the boards
yeah, kruzzo kane back again, b_tch
second motherf_ckin’ single, let’s bleed!

[chorus]
i been ballin’, b_tch, i’m evil, every season, i’m a demon (f_ck you)
left a couple p_ssy n_ggas rottin’ in the bleachers, i ain’t need ‘em (nah)
i just married this glock, got a drum, b_tch, i don’t need no preacher (boom, boom)
pour the lean, f_ck the liter, pop a perc, now i’m leanin’ deeper (yeah)
bands tied up like a ransom note, i stack ‘em, then i freeze it (racks)
back in the trap, duckin’ feds, kick the door, i had to leave it (f_ck twelve)
diamonds bussin’ likе my heater, wet as hеll, aquafina (drip)
f_ck that b_tch, she cappin’ talkin’ love, ho, i don’t need ya (b_tch)

[verse 1]
came up dirty, stomach hungry, now it’s steak upon my plate (facts)
whippin’ work until my knuckles bled, i made that sh_t escape (grind)
feds lurkin’, had to stash it in the floorboards of the wraith (skrrt)
n_gga talkin’, leave him holy, halo sittin’ by his face (boom, boom)
all these b_tches wanna ride, but i don’t wife, i f_ck then ghost (never)
b_tch i’m colder than december, ice my chain, my neck a coast (ice)
n_ggas hatin’, suck my d_ck, i put my boot up in they throat (f_ck you)
i remember starvin’, now it’s lobster b_tter by the loaf (luxury)
cuban link, it weigh a kilo, n_gga, drag it when i walk (heavy)
.40 stuffed under my pillow, shoot a p_ssy when he talk (grrah)
f_ck a deal, i want a billion, turn this rap into my sport (check)
if she broke, she not my type, i leave her cryin’ at the porch (hoe)
[chorus]
i been ballin’, b_tch, i’m evil, every season, i’m a demon
left a couple p_ssy n_ggas rottin’ in the bleachers, i ain’t need ‘em
i just married this glock, got a drum, b_tch, i don’t need no preacher
pour the lean, f_ck the liter, pop a perc, now i’m leanin’ deeper
bands tied up like a ransom note, i stack ‘em, then i freeze it
back in the trap, duckin’ feds, kick the door, i had to leave it
diamonds bussin’ like my heater, wet as h_ll, aquafina
f_ck that b_tch, she cappin’ talkin’ love, ho, i don’t need ya

[verse 2]
n_gga, i’m a villain, i ain’t never play no pacifist (never)
put the beam onto his forehead, now he prayin’ like a m_s_ch_st (pray, p_ssy)
two hoes in the beamer, black and white, i call ‘em zebra (zebra)
pop the trunk, i got them sticks, i’m passin’ smoke like wiz khalifa (smoke)
she say, “kruzzo, you don’t love me,” b_tch, shut up, just hold the heater
i can’t trust no f_ckin’ soul, i seen my brother robbed by people (snakes)
all my dogs became some bosses, we was broke, now we got equal (facts)
turn my hood into a business, every corner got a kilo (trap)
i ain’t cappin’ when i rap, every line a body count (body)
got the shooters in the back, ready, hungry, air you out (brrt)
f_ck a chain, i want the crown, king of trenches, f_ck your clout (king)
every verse a homicide, n_gga, play and find it out (boom, boom)

[bridge]
yeah, every season bl__dy, every month i double racks (racks, racks)
every b_tch that left me starvin’, now she suckin’, want me back (nah, hoe)
i can’t give ‘em love, i give ‘em pain, i give ‘em gas (skrrt)
kruzzo kane the f_ckin’ name, tattooed it, bleed the flag (kane!)
[chorus]
i been ballin’, b_tch, i’m evil, every season, i’m a demon
left a couple p_ssy n_ggas rottin’ in the bleachers, i ain’t need ‘em
i just married this glock, got a drum, b_tch, i don’t need no preacher
pour the lean, f_ck the liter, pop a perc, now i’m leanin’ deeper
bands tied up like a ransom note, i stack ‘em, then i freeze it
back in the trap, duckin’ feds, kick the door, i had to leave it
diamonds bussin’ like my heater, wet as h_ll, aquafina
f_ck that b_tch, she cappin’ talkin’ love, ho, i don’t need ya

[verse 3]
seven minutes of this drill, still k!llin’, b_tch, i’m raw (grrah)
got the city on my back, they want the king, i want it all (crown)
every single brick i flipped, i made a fortune, built a wall (trap)
now it’s condos out in cali, different b_tches when i call (hoes)
i was broke with dirty denim, now it’s prada on my waist (drip)
got your shorty in my dm, tryna swallow, tryna taste (slurp)
told her, “b_tch, don’t catch no feelings, i’m too heartless, give me sp_ce” (move)
i can’t cuff no hoe, i’m married to this money in the safe (cash)
still a felon with a weapon, let it bust and leave no trace (boom)
f_ck a witness, f_ck a case, i disappear and change my place (gone)
ain’t no peace, just bl__dy nights, i turn my life into a race (grrah)
i been runnin’ from the reaper, but he smilin’ in my face (d_mn)

[outro]
(beezo need cash only, you dig?)
that boy cassius made it bleed
kruzzo kane, b_tch, seven minutes of drill
second single, audio_only, yeah
“season of blood” motherf_cker
kruzzo out

- season of blood

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