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41 faded - 26ar lyrics

[verse]
i ain’t even reach, all them n*ggas runnin’
on that block hate to see me comin’
tata copped a plea, “i’m only seventeen”
n*gga when i was your age i was buggin’
how am i a bully? i ain’t even old (i ain’t even old)
see a funny v’ and i think it’s sheik, n*gga, i’ma flock
and he gonna reverse and spiral out of control (skrrt)
back to the old (back to the old me)
flippin’ they sh*t like olympics, n*gga, i’m goin’ for gold (i’m goin’ for gold, n*gga)
when i’m in the field it get messy, n*gga, i’m scorin’ a goal (i’m messi, man)
everything in life ain’t guaranteed
i guarantee you i got my pole, n*gga, that’s word to the bros
n*ggas want me dead? what? (n*ggas want me?)
like i won’t kidnap jenn or put bills on dee head, huh? (dee billz)
they must’ve been born with defects (hahaha)
sheik gon’ turn to a detect’ (rat)
they whole gang did bad, bro strip jah woo and now he just a reject (now he don’t chat)
n*gga mention tony, we gon’ handle him
kyle better be faster than anderson
get low, ima throw like a javelin (uh huh)
get him hit, leave him stiff like a mannequin

n*ggas lucky ion walk with a cameraman
(word to bro i’m ’bout to start walkin’ with a cameraman, these n*ggas is*)
don’t make me ask avianne for the footage
what pain did y’all n*ggas put in?
i got soldiers, vladimir putin
this a door you don’t wanna step your foot in
i was fourteen, outdoors ready to crash
makin’ n*ggas collapse (ar)
at sixteen you ain’t even had no hits, you on camera shakin’ your ass (kr)
it’s a difference, please don’t mention me
i’ma shoot any means necessarily
we’ll a slide down chester every week
gettin’ n*ggas knocked off my specialty

n*ggas must really think i’m soft
i was tryna take time off
n*gga, them shots be my call
whole time i’m a slime ball
n*gga we be tired of givin’ out headshots
told slime, “aim for eye*b*lls”
and this sh*t on my hip on purpose, n*gga, i call this sh*t pine*sol
now i’m ridin’ down franklin ave, tryna break a hockey stick in half
n*gga, how we losin’, y’all don’t know math?
swear to god y’all don’t know the half
told lanie lz we don’t want him, n*gga, that pack ain’t no gas
we’ll allow that ‘cause he bro but that don’t mean that he got a pass

- 26ar lyrics

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