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gym work - bohemian lonely lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah

[verse]
i had a dub sac in my bucket
now i got about seven grams
yeah n*ggas still in a jam
still needa work, that’s word to your mans
‘fore i’m never heard of again
n*ggas like bo he certain to end
n*ggas like lo just lonely again
guess they right cause i like her, her, and her friend
by 25 tryna skrt in a benz
that depends if a n*gga can splurge on the engine
n*ggas never learn from the kid
gotta be the one, just to hurt em again
i got
all these n*ggas just running in circles again
pokémon
how i put in work in the gym
nah, i’m lebron
but a n*gga really gotta work on his handles first
then i can get that crib that got that banister
walking in the sand, till a n*gga toe jams and his sandals hurt
rather be doing that sh*t
i know n*ggas kicking sh*t, hitting l!cks off candler
n*gga used to live by campbellton
n*gga could you go everywhere, could your ass even
handle it
tv talking to me in my sleep, in my dreams
but now i’m managing
n*gga don’t even got a manager
rosedale straight to atlanta
look
yeah
why would i have any manners
they don’t understand us
and i got my hands up anyway
can’t assimilate
can’t remember days
can’t be feeling pain
can’t be f*ckin’
f*cking plain
i’m playing
f*ck that sh*t

- bohemian lonely lyrics

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