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teejayx6 - 2020 flow lyrics
[intro]
let’s go!
you’re not making this easy kyle
you not making this sh_t easy, kyle
no, actually you is, you sending me all these fire ass beats, good looking my boy
you making this sh_t real easy
[verse]
n_gga, f_ck my parole officer, i’m still gettin’ high
they said i can’t do nun’, but you know a n_gga gon’ still try
and was only going to rob ’em, i’m like f_ck it, he still getting shot
bad b_tch dm’d me, i’m like: “f_ck it, is she still getting popped?”
left this sh_t, lopsided, a maybach, hot drop
if you don’t pay that, that boy gon’ say that, he always lyin’
he a star witness, got in that courtroom and testified
i looked inside my garage, like: “d_mn these cars really mine?”
the kicks i rock hard to find
shoutout out to atlantic, they gave me 10m’s the day i signed
say they in that water but to me it look like you drownin’
shot a b_tch n_gga in his face, he got a permanent smile
but now he permanently smilin’
unc’ in the spot beggin’, he gotta wait for us to make some legal money buying houses
i’m about to go and hit this n_gga b_tch in my house shoes
i popped the n_gga on six mile of livernois, they ain’t got no clue
i do what the f_ck i wanna do, i don’t got no rules
n_ggas f_cked up with no weed money, so they smoking juuls
i’m shinning, i’m blinging, like d_mn look at my jewels
she calling, it’s ringing, i’m like: “b_tch, i ain’t in the mood”
my whole life been going to jail, so i don’t like doing interviews
but i know my job rapping, so i still gotta keep it cool
she must think i’m boo boo the fool, look in the club i got my tool
red bottoms, they asked who shot ’em, don’t ask me, dude
i’m a criminal, don’t send subliminals, i can’t get rude
taking all these percocets and pourin’ up, it change my mood
just got the opp address, i made that p_ssy n_gga move
i don’t say excuse me in the club, i walk through that b_tch like: “move!”
chrome heart jeans off a chrome hearts tee
i just got a percocet script, from my auntie
knock a n_gga out with my barehands like ali
m’s in the bank, i still walk around with white tees
this lil’ b_tch got flees, used to be begging young g_eazy
this sh_t is not easy, i just make it look like it
growing up, uncle’s always in the kitchen i wanted to cook like ’em
i told the b_tch, “the baby not mine, i don’t look like him”
this rap sh_t stress me out, but sometimes it get really excitin’
just seen one of my opps at the store and we started fightin’
this girl pass a bad b_tch picture, f_ck it, i’mma mine it
spend money on designer clothes, they look sweet, but i don’t even like it
you can put your flashlight on my chain, ‘cuz it’s real diamonds
i put a flashlight on the glock and go opp_finding
i’m making all these fake pints, it’s like a n_gga blue science
if pull up on the opp block, i plan to k!ll the whole alliance
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