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yl (rap) - thru the night كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: yl]
it’s live in the night
lines of the white
tryna b-mp through five for the sight
blind to the light
rhyme ’cause i’m tight (yo that b-tch fine)
son i just might
don’t gotta think twice, gotta think small
when them n-gg-s see me yo they don’t talk
when them b-tches see me they be like god (god, god, god, god, god)
yeah, put that on my brother
put that on my fam
yo this rap is nothin’ but a scam tryna rob n-gg-s of a couple grand
never understand what they true intention
is it truant livin’ b-tches say i’m different
do what you want, life’s already written
back to the beginnin’, this is my religion
more is bein’ taken less is bein’ given
f-ck them other b-tches i don’t ever mention
shorty doin’ the most, askin’ all the questions
i just wanna spend time witchu
she want me to stop sharin’ my affection
here we go again, listenin’ to friends say i ain’t sh-t
tyin’ loose ends, people switchin’ up quick so quick
d-mn i’m musta missed this new trend

[yl]
d-mn so she was f-ckin’ with my head she was like
and i’m like yo baby it’s me its yo’ man you know what i’m sayin’
aight, aight, aight
so i got the f-ck out, f-ck out the crib
check, check

[verse 2: yl]
i attract crazy women when i lay up in them
shorty prayin’ that i’m stayin’ for a minute
now i’m just sayin’ you be playin’ too much
sayin’ too much, got my head spinnin’
fly from my denim down to the maxes
9-5 fly with the action
mind on time in these jacksons
benji, how they saw it happen
makin’ moves in the night
might break through to the light
n-gg-s be new to the sprite, mix it up now they all hype
alright, alright
couldn’t f-ck with me foresight
i don’t think i’m really your type
you just tryna get your pops tight
yo you wylin’ get yo mind right

[outro: yl]
ride through the night
slide to yo’ block
knock on yo’ door, is you alright
this is two o’ clock f-ck a small talk
whiskey with the crushed ice in it
it go nice wit’ it, roll a dice wit’ it
white walls with the nice finish what’s the price limit
i don’t like limits
yo after she checked my text she was like
i’m like yo for real that’s my cousin you know what i’m sayin’
aight, you know what i’m sayin’ this b-tch crazy
i know mad ashleys, i know mad samanthas, you know what i’m sayin’ 2-0-1-5 its y baby
it’s open 24

- yl rap

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