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taey - 9 am / crap كلمات الأغنية

[[9 am]]

look, i ain’t quitin about a thing, b-tch i’m always gonna rep
n-gg-s they can try to run, couldn’t even reach my steps
yes im all about a cheese, u want a thing then run a check
ofcourse i’m worried about the throne and all i seek is my respek

all hail i’m the realest, imma warrior i be k!llin
little n-gg- what you thinkin, im the freshest off the kitchen
swag notorious like im biggie, told my sistas im gon get it
buddy told me that i’m greedy, i don’t care, i be sh-ttin!

kno how freaks try to get in yo life!
is u busy gettin likes, or get in tune with the christ ?
boy! i stepd in the game, see me rollin the dice
guess im out of social media, sh-t im blocking these dyk-s

p-ss u folks on the real i don’t care what you like
flow sick as desiese, know yo idol gon bite
look f-ck 112, we gon start is riot
if you scared little homie grab the phone and go dial

you can call me steve wonder, i been searchin the light
man i ain’t tryna “comme down” like im anderson. paak
everybody got problems, but depends how u handle em’
i just show my midlefinger, anything really matters

got my b-tch playin guetto
if you hate i don’t care tho
trhow a dub like pyru
drink my juice, eat some plum tho
in the crib listening logic
thoughs of k!ll, i can’t fight em’
non to loose, imma b-st-rd
with myself always battle

cause i dont see n-body else, its like n-body else seen
on the focus, try to sleep, so i can reach my f-ckin dreams
now a n-gg- so proud that my bros got grillz
man, i just hope that they quit to be some fiends
man im addicted to this rap sh-t, gimme some cl-ssic
i might just go sick, like i did pills!
can’t sip that drank b-tch! can’t even smoke weed!
go ask yo broke b-tch, we sippin juice lit

man all you haters love me, i bet you hate yourself
you always shoot me down & i always rise again
minute maid n-gg-s, flexing for the gram
u ain’t playin nothin, b-tch i got the game
i’m on my f-ckin level, wtf you think ?!
boy we run the town, i’m the moz usain
all my n-gg-s thugs, we been stealing hearts
you know the f-ck is up! it’s love nothin much

today im feelin good
tonight im gettin loosed
my n-gg- brought some kush
gon roll that f-ckin dube
world so cold like my name is jermaine
dont you say that u feel, cause i can’t even feel my pain
i’m just loyal to my craft, man i never switch a lane
my third eye opend, & i never play yo games

i gotta lotta n-gg-s watchin, so i do my sh-t better!
pole position on these rappers, guess i never left the pedal
im so sick of all these trap, ain’t even mind about a hater
not afraid of all you n-gg-s, matter of fact, you n-gg-s f-ggots

[[cr-p]]
yaaaao! huh!

look, i ain’t finna front, but them n-gg-s ain’t ready
take off yo mask, put in yo -ss, all you n-gg-s pretending
know some n-gg-s tryna brag, but we did it already
all we do was trap or die, and i just do it exactly
how you n-gg-s think im weak, still he try to connect
quit the f-ckin compet-tion, sh-t you tired, just rest
i see u happy with yo new, but thats just close to my past
looks like a sucker when you walk, you don’t even that fresh

i keep it true when i land, boy i been og
i hope i keep like this, these days we change like sh-t
some loose their fam cause chi, hope sh-t don’t happen to me
i’m c-cky (grown like this), & i’ve got a fat long d-ck
i mean, this my track, and i can sing my sh-t
won’t give a f-ck about yo comments, b-tch i been trough sh-t
i’ve been wild, not a n-gg-, so no chains on me
im straight on my pieace! master get off my d-ck

you ain’t gettin work from me, i thought u knew was a king!
tell em f-ggots when they chatter, talk loud about it
i’m trired of runnin, grab yo trick, she gon feel this d-ck
lets get that money, casey veggies make that b-tch backflip
man all you n-gg-s been wack!
worried bout some bangers but ain’t really spit crack (2x)

and im just a regular n-gg-, try to get it my n-gg-
f-ckin look like k!lla, but still sweet then vanilla
back in the spot like dealer, man i don’t trust all u tweeters
i never saw u gorillas, boy all homies the realest (yeah)
(yeah) all my homies the realest
surround myself with them, we tryna rich something bigger
i’m tryna rulle up on the top, you tryna be in the middle
i’m mike j on the move, all hail to the thrillest

on to the next like i’m jigga
don’t care if you judge the accent, i’m from africa n-gg-
were money is more important then your dreams my n-gg-
i’m tryna find the right word, and way of living my n-gg-
but let’s change the topic
i’m too young to worry
f-ck my enemies
shouts to all my homies

i heard you catching feelings
cause i tip’d your honey
but being honest dude!
i’m sorry, still not sorry!
i hate to be alone, i hate to be with people
i think of smoking bongs, when my thoughts this twisted
yall n-gg-s move on whistles
my n-gg-s move like missels
quit all that fake on insta
i’m tryna follow jesus

don’t pose no more for pictures
i rather shoot the picture
while i just laugh on n-gg-s
who wish they pop on twitter
that’s stupid sh-t my n-gg-
but i ain’t tryna make you give up
you n-gg-s hard like timbers
not gonna buy you n-gg-s

- taey

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