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can't ban the bandman - bandgang lonnie bands lyrics

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[intro]
huh, hey
stop rappin’ my life, n*gga

[verse 1]
huh, real n*gga, famous rapper, i ain’t nothin’ fake
b*tch, only the family matters, so no, you ain’t safe
tuh, show you ’bout that blender action, put you on a play
that ain’t gangster if you instagram, go get your lil’ fame
f*ck you mean, buy it back?
boy, you better p*wn that lil’ sh*t ‘fore your grave
the whole world couldn’t wait for me to slip, yeah, okay, okay
yeah, you did your thing, n*gga, got yourself some bling
but you f*cked up on one thing, n*gga, ain’t put one in my face
[refrain]
and i’m still not checkin’ in with n0body
y’all not putin’ no fear in n0body
and i still be everywhere with n0body
tuh, hey, with n0body

[verse 2]
one day, this big*ass heart gon’ get me zipped
kеpt it too real with y’all, you n*ggas switched
i went on l!cks with y’all, don’t you forgеt
come on now, don’t try to play me like i’m—
like i’m soft, ’cause you know i get on bullsh*t
don’t act like i wasn’t in y’all city shreddin’ all the hooligans
my kids made me soft, f*ck my pride, they gotta see me live
but respect ain’t goin’
and this don’t go unfinished, and it ain’t no time on that
i am not you dumb n*ggas, get put in that trick bag
i really played the streets, n*gga, shred, shred, no mask
took sh*t, all hands, up bl!cks, sit on them hands

[refrain]
and i ain’t checkin’ in with n0body
with n0body
with n0body
and i’m still n0body
[interlude]
(rell on the track)

[verse 3]
if it’s f*ck you, then it’s f*ck you, no apologies
we’ll never cop a plea, i’ll never swap teams
i ain’t even got it in me

[interlude]
(the biggest creature)
(oh no, flint route did that)
(thank you, jc)

[verse 4]
so many failed attempts on my life
it’s a reason they ain’t finish me
they tried to do your baby just like kennedy
but that boy lonnie got the hard to k!ll remedy
hah, they wonder how i lived from a headshot
n*ggas is hard to k!ll from my block, tuh
we been rich since we was youngins, so they think we made it
affiliated with the murderers, the hustlers
we ain’t come up crip and blood g*ngb*ngin’
i grew up seein’ unc’ cook a bird up
and don’t forget that strathmo was the worst, dangerous
and we was robbin’ new n*ggas tryna hang with us
[outro]
i been tryna write and stay focused
but why they tryin’ me like i won’t get back on that?
right back on that
no face, sorry, mama, i’m not a k!ller
but i gotta get these n*ggas whacked
back on that
these p*ssies got me f*cked up

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