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questions - a-gent lyrics

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[intro]
[hook]
man i can’t ignore these questions//
(ah*yeah)
i might’ve made a wrong impression(yeah)//(
this is how it go when you special(whatit iii’)//
being around you a lot is fashion(yeah)

(what*else)
i ain’t really playin with these n*ggas//
i ain’t even friendly with these n*ggas//
wrong impression//
wrong//
wrong impression//

[verse 1]
ah yeah
scale 1 * 10 i’m eleven//
skinny n*gga bigger than imagined//
i’m sleeping on my money when i’m sleeping on that mattress//
i ain’t beg n0body for a spot, i get the access//(yeah yeah yeeeah)

worst case is to play with us yeah//
i’m feeling like an earthquake on a trailer park yeah//
no lacking, that’s ain’t really us yeah//
don’t panic that was just a finger f*ck yeah//
you did it for the squad and i did it for the fam//
i can see you hungry but i really really am//
we ain’t really gang with my friends cz we men(facts)//
based on how you act is how we gonna react//

(iyeeeah)
make the money dirty or clean//
i see the yellow tape and i’m crashing the scene//
i need to get me a whip, just to carry the dream//
still carryin’ the city i made it shaky as sh*t//
i said

[hook]
man i can’t ignore these questions//
i might’ve made a wrong impression(yeah)//
this is how it go when you special//
being around a lot is fashion(yeah)//

i ain’t really playin with these n*ggas//
i ain’t even friendly with these n*ggas//
wrong impression//
wrong//
wrong impression//

[verse 2]
i was sitting in this underground parking//
i heard that conversation of lady zamar and charlotte//
long story it started showing mirages//
long stories make me wanna own apartments//
most the times i don’t speak//
of what i do and don’t feel//
dawg i canned all my emotions//
i’ll never suffer with a good girl i’m on my hoe sh*t//
that’s my typa n*gga notion//

no sh*t//
dawg i pray my n*ggas stay up on they both feet//
this my sunday service this will surely make your soul lift//
never bothered myself of what the folks did//
they people they always gon’ be some off sh*t//

used to be a softie, and now i’m on my boss sh*t//
started with my n*gga then we made it to a moshpit//
man i’m body dropping all you n*ggas(yeah)//
i’d f*ckn catch a body for my n*ggas(yeah)//

[hook]
man i can’t ignore these questions//
i might’ve made a wrong impression(yeah)//
this is how it go when you special//
being around a lot is fashion(yeah)//

i ain’t really playin with these n*ggas//
i ain’t even friendly with these n*ggas//
wrong impression//
wrong//
wrong impression//
[verse 3]
now half the town gonna need a lot of saving//
and i tripping or complaining//
same youngin that promoted on a lot of comment sections//
and all it took was some passion and lot of patience//

n*gga coming from the dirt to poppin on the avenues//(what’s that)
that’s a slap on n*ggas faces on some other news//
told me i am never gonna make it now it’s lucky who?//
it’s the breath of fresh air i came with something new//

(ooh)
it used to be the texts and now we poppin too//
(ooh)
it used to be the girls and now we sliding too//
whoo*whoop!
me learning to make hits needed no summer school//
your singles might get leaked my edition is water proof//

tunnel vision, optimistic//
talent that i’m housing in this coliseum//
touching my audience like i cuddle with em//
they f*ck with me, i’m f*ckin with em’//

ah’//
goo’night n*gga//

- a gent lyrics

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