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no felonies - aux god & nu$avv2x lyrics

[intro]
play nu$avv
(aux god tag)
(uh) two times

[chorus]
(uh) birds of a feather, they flock together
so if you f*ck with them i can’t f*ck with you
aux god send me the beat, eat it up like lunchables
b*tch i’m an underdog, i’m untouchable
we in the stu,’ lockin’ in at the ‘telly
don’t pop out when we feel comfortable
ain’t trying to see none of these b*tches
i’ll leave for some money though
‘cause that p*ssy distract you
i can’t f*ck no more hoes at the crib
that’s how they shot the last one
don’t let these b*tches try to block your blessings
n*gga, i be telling b*tches nope likes pelicans
told mom dukes when i get rich i’mma buy her some gold
but she not a medalist
old n*ggas tryna link up, tryna settle it
going dumb in the game six years and i don’t have a melanie
i grew up ‘round felons i don’t have a felony

[verse]
(uh, uh) instigating n*ggas always trolling on my ig
i don’t give a f*ck what you telling me (p*ssy)
tryna knock a young n*gga off his pivot
i don’t let ‘em get the penalty
i don’t pop perks ‘cause they laced ‘em with fentanyl
i’m having flavors of ‘za like i’m goody man
pitch black inside the booth i’m the boogie man
i served a n*gga from college, he wanted a q
can’t call ‘em a boy, he a schoolman (uh)
i was too gangster to go to the school dance
i was too player when it came to two mans
never let a n*gga tell you that you can’t
i’m a man, i make my own decisions
i’m a duplex baby, wanted better living
tryna stack my money taller than some midgets
i’mma digital underdog, you know the business
tryna go kirbygang, i’m never switching
f*ck twelve, free luh hot out penitentiary
f*ck anybody who ain’t f*cking with me
rolling exotic, got my fingers sticky
old b*tches in my dm, say they miss me
thanatophobia got me dealing with insomnia, so i’m smoking like a hippy
lately, i been getting high, tryna talk to god
‘cause i got demons tryna trick me
stay and prayed up i can’t let ‘em get in me
you ain’t gang, can’t let you inside the vicinity
i learned a lot from my uncle named timothy
you was hating, now you want a feature, you kidding me?
can’t do a verse with these n*ggas, they sh*t weak
that n*gga sh*t mid, i ain’t talk bout no bad weed (uh)
trap jumping just like an athlete
sliding with babyzombie in the backseat
debo, he shooting sh*t, it get graphic
it’s a stick up b*tch, put the money in the basket
high school, i ain’t kick sh*t with my classmates
had to change my ways, n*gga i was in a bad sp*ce
i’mma just stack this sh*t up ‘til my last day
n*gga, i’mma keep smoking on ‘za ‘til my last day
[chorus]
(uh) birds of a feather, they flock together
so if you f*ck with them i can’t f*ck with you
aux god send me the beat, eat it up like lunchables
b*tch i’m an underdog, i’m untouchable
we in the stu,’ lockin’ in at the ‘telly
don’t pop out when we feel comfortable
ain’t trying to see none of these b*tches
i’ll leave for some money though
‘cause that p*ssy distract you
i can’t f*ck no more hoes at the crib
that’s how they shot the last one
don’t let these b*tches try to block your blessings
n*gga, i be telling b*tches nope likes pelicans
told mom dukes when i get rich i’mma buy her some gold
but she not a medalist
old n*ggas tryna link up, tryna settle it
going dumb in the game six years and i don’t have a melanie
i grew up ‘round felons i don’t have a felony

- aux god nuavv2x lyrics

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