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yakwithdaloaf - no luck كلمات الأغنية

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freedom got a long little moon we love you, perk outta look, with the cops involved in this sh_t, what the f_ck you mean you ran out of truth? a lot of my n_ggas tryna feel something up, n_ggas show me the guns, so the boy got booked i ain’t with the hoes, so i lay catf_cked, james got a t_shirt, you ready to book give you some money, you ain’t gotta act tough, yeah, my n_ggas trustful, they actin’ blunt i been skiddin’ up, sippin’ syrup all month, pop a sheet of gum, got no truth, but it’s stunt give me sh_t to beat if i give you my gun, when sh_t go down, homie, i ain’t never run sitting back, thinking that time gone by, some n_gga played, but got hit with that fire if they would chain that one down for the ride, i said to myself, i’d tell on thе guy standing on business, so that’s why we slide, but whеn we get back, tryna put something in the sky yeah, slow down, i’m kinda asking why i was on the block trap, i done ran up a five murder with me, he standing five_five, speak on the auto, that’s a homicide we spending broad day, don’t care what side, try to reach for the pen, man, i ain’t gonna die smokin’ wood, back to back to get high, that b_tch gon’ treat me, come back, see you in line lying in the bulletproof with a big f_o_5, free big bro, we ain’t over 10 ride we slam on the off, okay, they divide, sit back, be cool, with me, i be vibin’ see to the opps and the poppies, she got a boyfriend, he actin’ noxious callin’ my phone, i thought that i blocked, i do it for the bros, d_mn, i’m locked up if he told, he, uh, he not us, man, go on the road, b_tch, locked up i done came for sh_t, i done fought around and shot up you ain’t gettin’ no money, then shut the f_ck up you ain’t gettin’ no money, then shut the f_ck up they all asleep, i tell the f_ck to wake up i done shot my shot and he ain’t need f_ck how it’s goin’, i ain’t showin’ no love feelin’ down, i don’t know who to trust yak finna blow, feel it deep in my gut 3g code, point them out, you can look you goin’ too fast, slow down, what’s the rush? got my own flow, i’m tryin’ to sound like him smokin’ on gum on my feet, come and try i ain’t soundin’ like this, so i’m different from them c_o_l_o says all, what’s down? come around, plugs, get tagged for the mail take his ass down, take his car, i feel him sn_tched me on sh_t, now i’m here across the river you want me? you want me?

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