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f.h.b. - b. rook [b.rook780] lyrics

[intro]
see the sh*t i’m on like
they could say this about me, say that about me but
they ain’t really doin’ nothin’ when it comes this
all i know is you ain’t never came up in my conversations
ayy

[verse]
yeah, skrt off like when the b*tches in the condo
yeah, c*class at 21 i took the high road
yeah, these days i get what i’m owed
like every time with my eyes closed
i could count it up that’s how my mind goes
to a different position
i wanna f*ck me some industry b*tches and leave ’em on seen
i don’t got time to be doin’ no dishes cause lately i just ain’t been livin’ too clean
i been kickin’ all these different commitments, i ain’t complicit if they speakin’ to me
wasn’t cl!ckin’ i was smokin’ that potent until i was vietnamese
ya i used to stay blunted
ya i used to stay blunted
ya i really had to stray from it
ya i got away from it
said i’m the one, i’m calling it, 800
say your time like your b*tch cause it ain’t comin’
way too many nights that i had to go to sleep with a ached stomach
got my chains on in the crib, just to remind me what it is
that sh*t like gold medals, see the rose pedals, cause i’m married to it i admit
they did some dirt on me in the past, but they never last, they might come in fifth
i need some church homie that’s a fact, the way that i act i’m takin’ a risk
they talkin’ back i get ’em dismissed, they ain’t got no class, these classics i spit
they don’t know the half, they happen to diss, then i’m on they ass they crashin’ they whip
then i hit the gas i’m lappin’ they sh*t
i had to make it apparent
i only had one of those, imma still son ’em tho, i make em vámonos, so incoherent
cause i ain’t been seein’ no threats
white air force ones on that’s the only thing that really keep me in check
out of pocket like the keys on they neck
makin’ moves like a visa express
i let that breathe just a sec
b*tch i’m a dog
chevrolet be the only way that imma be in the ‘vette
she all up on me she smell like my gucci cologne
remember when i was still flippin’ dinero these b*tches just wanted to leave me alone
now all that sh*t changed, yeah
i just wanna whip range, tryna explain
i might cross the line like i switched lanes, got a problem with it i’m the sh*t mane
how you know it’s a body
i got some hoes in the back and big bro in the shotty
it’s poetry b*tches gon’ notice me probably
they all in they feelings like jodeci got me
i’m just bein’ c*cky i get it, but y’all sound so f*ckin pathetic, they load up beretta’s to stop me
sh*t, said they load up beretta’s to stop me i’m gone

- b rook b rook780 lyrics

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