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outro pt.3 - big grind lyrics

bg1:
b*tch its the outro but it pts 3, still lowkey winning nun but victories
deja vu im getting these racks this sh*t like history
a team aint gone last boy if aint no chemistry
b*tch i made it out but i still reach back to the streets
still 10 toes in my field with no cleates, the life a n*gga live sh*ttt u know im in knee deep
a n*gga turn his back on who he love u knowing he weak
wake up before everybody pouring up getting geeked
i dont work a job still turnt cause we get heat
tell em take seat just made 170 this week, mo like mo gone grab some j u acting cheap
but when that time right when i come know ima tweek
i wanna see a p*ssy mouth open he cant speak
left my prayers with my god and my life it took a leap
heard they splat his man f*ck em they done took a sheep
this my operation think it aint then watch u beat
u gone get ya ass wrapped like a trackhawk jeep
im not really flashy cant come near u not discreet
i need all da marijuana talking bout in fleets
im bout to have another son this sh*t still aint complete
my kids living life very happy why compete, he is not a leader cause he moving with deceit
its a brick around u want a 4 then its a g, n*ggas hitting u turns like i knew he was elite
i k!ll whole tapes by myself dont need no featch
outro pt.3 man u knew i was gone tweek, bet they run this b*tch from 1 to end on repeat
ion even want u seing a n*gga life b*tch delete
a boss he take losses we cant trip on no defeat
we just tryna f*ck every state f*ck the degrees
we done robbed they ass blind this sh*t a disease
they be tryna hold sh*t to they chest this sh*t a breeze, have lil joey hit yo b*tch u knowing lil bro a sleeze
if he loyal hit yo homie hand if he in need
lil white b*tch gotta quarter for me split my sh*t in g’s
cant help to many n*ggas better send em to indeed
most these n*ggas they cant spell and they ass misread
not smart tryna get one up cause me and my b*tch squeeze
she thought she had her one she sent a bag i said kiss these
im not yo role model so cant say that i mislead
she thought we was getting somewhere a ha lil b*tch please
the way these n*ggas loose its like dey screaming out blitz pleasee
556’s, 223’s switched cheese

- big grind lyrics

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