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open mic freestyle - b-lovee lyrics

[intro: b*lovee]
grahh
like
c.o.e
chee on the beat
grah

[verse 1: b*lovee]
these n*ggas, they know it’s the time
don’t know why they cap in they rhyme
walk up, shootin this sh*t at his mind
new opps, we gotta keep ’em in line
n*gga runnin’, boy pick up ya pace
him and them hollows is havin a race
out of luck, he ain’t come in 1st place
now i smoke ’em til [?]

[chorus: b*lovee]
rah, beans. hit with that fire
yus. dirty and n*gga a liar
n*ggas won’t sweep over here, come and try it
gpop and glo got me higher than*
gpop and glo got me higher than higher
oh they wanna chill with the gang we don’t*
keep my circle small cuz n*ggas weird
new opp got hit, made him sing like mariah
still free flock, hе go dumb off the pedal
still free pj, run down and get you
[?] you my twin and i miss you
still free dot, mr. knucklе up
[verse 2: b*lovee]
free all my n*ggas that kept it official
we made it out, you don’t know what we been through
oh it’s a issue?
better not be on that block when they bend through
give a f*ck if he thinking he crazy
i’m making it home to my baby
g*lock on my body, ain’t no safety. (like)
tell ’em tp for they safety
they droppin the o, but do not be on go
speak on the rest, if you know then you know
hop out, blow
anywhere, go
no matter the weather, we spin in the snow
[verse 3: b*loove]
n*gga goofy, loving on an eater
ain’t no hidin if you wanna see us
hop up and pop tryna go for the*
like im tryna go for the hit like i’m [?]
i’m tryna go for the lay down
she keep shaking her hips i’m like, “hey now.”
and i still come play in that playground
ain’t sh*t change, im just paid now
[verse 4: b*lovee]
these n*ggas, they know it’s the time
don’t know why they cap in they rhyme
walk up, shootin this sh*t at his mind
new opps, we gotta keep ’em in line
n*gga runnin’, boy pick up ya pace
him and them hollows is havin a race
out of luck, he ain’t come in 1st place
now i smoke ’em til [?]
rah, beans. hit with that fire
yus. dirty and n*gga a*
n*ggas won’t sweep over here, come and*
gpop and glo got me*
gpop and glo got me higher than higher
oh they wanna chill with the gang we don’t*
gotta keep my circle small cuz n*ggas wear wires
got hit, made him sing like mariah

- b lovee lyrics

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