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recollections of fame! - autumn! lyrics

[chorus]
this not a regular jeep, you think i’m a regular [star?]
this one a srt, think somebody done died in this car
[police?], they lookin’ for me, i’m in houston, ain’t going too far
tryna catch me, b*tch, it’s deep
put balenciaga on my feet
rock balenciaga just to sleep
[?] on this block, i’ma creep
let’s see if that b*tch really sleep
put a drum on the switch, [?]
put a sixty*three behind the jeep
and she know how i’m moving, be deep
so you know all my brothers with me
[verse]
in a e*31, it’s a sleeper
she keep askin’ if this a ferrari
could’ve lied but i said it’s a bimmer
got your b*tch in the back, she a eater
[?], she got a good thinker
used to think i was gon’ go to harvard
used to think i was gon’ have a daughter
used to think everybody keep secrets
usеd to always be nice now i’m meanеr
i can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, i mean it
way they treat you, you wouldn’t believe it
i still listen, the reason i’m smarter
[?] my pops used to give me the game
he the reason i know to go harder
got a brother i miss everyday
he the reason i rhyme when i’m talkin’
i’ma [?] if you speak on his name
can’t wait ’til my son meet your daughter
i just sit back and [rhyme?] while i think
wanna be just like [?]
if you listen, you picture the pain
if you listen, you’ll hear when it rain
time to go, [?]
got a [jeep?] but i should have the [?]
he got money but he still a lame
i just spent his whole check on some lang
he got everything, he still complain
he seen death, he still think it’s a game
he throw up sh*t he don’t even claim
she love me but she don’t know my name
feel like i got accustomed to fame
“why you spend seventeen on a chain?”
’cause the twenty, it’s spent on the carti’
could’ve put that sh*t down on a ‘rari
in your twenties, why you need a ‘rari?
if i die in it, i hope somebody call [trina?] and tell her i’m sorry
she know her baby boy got that money
and i can’t help but spend it on cars
still got n*ggas locked behind them bars
(still got n*ggas locked behind them bars)
still got n*ggas locked behind them bars
free my n*ggas locked behind them bars
[chorus]
this not a regular jeep, you think i’m a regular [star?]
this one a srt, think somebody done died in this car
[police?], they lookin’ for me, i’m in houston, ain’t going too far
tryna catch me, b*tch, it’s deep
put balenciaga on my feet
rock balenciaga just to sleep
[?] on this block, i’ma creep
let’s see if that b*tch really sleep
put a drum on the switch, [?]
put a sixty*three behind the jeep
and she know how i’m moving, be deep
so you know all my brothers with me

- autumn lyrics

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