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muzi’s place - brace calice lyrics

brace calice muzi’s place

verse: brace calice

homies that i knew don’t even wanna text
this be the flow put them n*ggas on they necks
chains on my neck
i don’t even hv those
i been going threw it
you don’t wanna get snapped!
n*ggas think we cool until
i really went ghost!
n*ggas think we close cut em off in a sec
i don’t like rumours rather talk about it now
i got a lotta issues that i couldn’t let go
i’ve been doing things got me glowing like a beam
i’ve been on the low
i was skating in my teens
my homie selling dank!
say he get it any means
selling in the trains
he was moving with the fens
i was going off all this fighting in the ally
i ant coming home
i’ve been doing free shows
way back when
couldn’t pay for my sections
i done turn the person that
i didn’t wanna be
minimum wage but
i’m saving every cent
investing in myself cuz n0body else will
vent on a page then
i take it to the stage
marsh pit slowly turn into rampage!
all my n*ggas gang
overcame how we grew
number 1 rule maintain
what we do!
gotta a lotta pride
for the south side crew
n*ggas steady ridding
got a bag in the boot
terry in the back say he liable to shoot
i was in pursuit
n*ggas took a wrong route
days in the east
men em n*ggas die young!
haven’t seen him since
say he moved to the slums
if n*ggas don’t recruit
how’s the gang gone’ spread?
my n*ggas hate school
say he failing every grade
private estate
gotta call me at the gate
n*ggas selling phones
just to go and buy a brick!
plotting in the corner
say he bout to hit a l!ck
birds in the trap
but they don’t really sing
my n*gga got a stick
say he liable to swing
i was in the trap paying territory tax
you don’t wanna know
how i’m tryna sell a plac
mixing in the back then
you put it in the rack!
if u got a bag, then
you put it in a stash
n*ggas don’t pass
n*ggas smoke it in the glass
n*ggas on blast you don’t wanna get embarrassed
said i wouldn’t last but i’m still in one piece
wanna see me dead
broke down in the streets
i’ve been on the move like
i’m finishing a lease
dawg on the leash
got a stash on the seats
word on the street’s n*gga lies and he cheats
got some birds in the trap
but they don’t really sing!
birds in the trap
but they don’t really sing!

- brace calice lyrics

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