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barrymelrose - ain't shit gang lyrics

[verse 1: alex davis]
ay fresh pack of that gum, kush pack of that loud
backyard laying down off that pure sh-t
flow sounds profound, like we gotta ball now
got my head in the clouds ’til our europe trip
crib need to resemble the kremlin
my brothers out here clowning, like its wringling
just listen, we don’t give a motherf-ck ’bout an opinion
top down in the lincoln, hope they don’t off me like lincoln
kennedy space center in my sight
as i creep through skies of the 305
and you a lie, like to flex for the stat sheets
your team ain’t in the playoffs
if rapping was a dayjob
you fakers would get laid off
we grind, this sh-t gon’ pay off
ain’t sh-t like our normal hobby cleaning port-o-pottys
but oh sh-t “they sorta bout it”
whatchu know? traveled seven globes
severed h-lla roads, red beanie on
riding waves like i’m jacques cousteau
f-ck a fake laugh, if you prate rash
get your face bashed, now you’re gooked out
tooth out: dame dash
need green like it’s st. pat
make bae bust it way back
’til i need a wave cap (gotd-mn!)
surfing in the p-ssy, swerving off the d’usse
silly floozy b-tch you can’t be bougie
f-ck you and your stussy, you ain’t sh-t
the line between delusion and g*nius is quite a fickle one
especially when you stay on the green like mickelson
piccolo purple hammer pants while i dance, and i prance
off the clean now she’s rudolph
pull up, grab the mic, go off one song
dip out, give em blue b-lls
basically my soundcloud.. ’til now
gang up, we fortified
mothers mortified, by way we blaze up
and roll around like we own the town (f-ck it)
something like derrick before he buckled
verbal buckshots at puppets ’til i pele the bucket

[verse 2: ra duke]
take an afternoon nap to spend the day with you
cause lately we’ve been only meeting at night
doesn’t feel right..
barely remember when i would lay with you
i wish i could but sh-t be fading with time
waiting in line
thinking about what you could be doing at that moment
or what he be doing to make you want him
almost immune to the fumes of marijuana
pretty soon i’m sure i’ll move to something stronger
it’s all good, i don’t want no sympathy or empathy
i just need to get sh-t off my chest
so be a friend to me and vent with me
talk about your problems, yo its heathy g
(come on dude can’t we discuss this tomorrow)
yeah, definitely
look honestly, i ain’t tryna talk about it
smoked a lot of pot and i’ll just end up getting hot about it
we just tryna party, i ain’t really even thought about it/
and now i’m out here bringing it up, i suck
man my timing is way off
always k!ll the vibe, stressing out on my day off
kind of like the sixteenth seed
got big dreams but i’ll never make it out of the playoffs
get laid off.. who invited you anyway?
sipping on the henny writing like i was hemingway/
posted in the keys with a few gs, shooting the breeze
so much weed smoke i might hyperventilate

[outro: ra duke & alex davis]
but i say
one day everything is gonna be okay
but for now, just light another j

- aint shit gang lyrics

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