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wish i could - cosantana lyrics

i been takin’ drugs, just to heal my body
n*ggas say they outside, went outside n i ain’t see n0body
you want smoke with who? n*gga that’s our hobby
shoot em (?)
my lil shooter want a switchy for his b*day
catch a opp in public, see my face he runnin’ relay
we don’t stop for 12, hit the e*way, we don’t stop for 12, bro make a left n take the freeway
i got n*ggas traumatized, k!ller son, make his momma cry
you don’t know what i seen growin up, it was homicides
you know i’m not lackin on the block, my 9 on my side

momma i’m okay, your son doing good
i ain’t made it yet, i still got n*ggas in the hood
dam, ten toes, i’m getting sh*t misunderstood

told her hit her knees, and she understood
me and gang not smokin’ on no dutch’s bro roll up a wood
rob who? wish a n*gga would
i can’t put my pride to the side, but i wish i could
try to put my pride to the side but i can’t
i know why he died, he tried to be something he ain’t
i just did a show and made like ten b*tches faint
decorate his car, he tried to slide, them bullets paint
you your momma angel, i’m my momma saint
no way he ain’t go up in that trap because he f*ckin can’t
no way he ain’t go up in that trap because he know better
i just put on rick owen’s kicks and they all leather
turned on fully auto on that gun now it sound better
that why n*ggas steal my flow cuz it sound clever
that why n*ggas steal my style imma trendsetter
catch that boy designer down, wearin’ chincilla
catch that boy, designer down, wearin vetmonts
cacth that boy, designer down, wearin vetements
rookie, but the way i move around, ima veteran
tied up in that demon, lord knows that i’m heavensent
i been takin’ drugs, just to heal my body
n*ggas say they outside, went outside n i ain’t see n0body
you want smoke with who? n*gga that’s our hobby
shoot em (?)
my lil shooter want a switchy for his b*day
catch a opp in public, see my face he runnin’ relay
we don’t stop for 12, hit the e*way, we don’t stop for 12, bro make a left n take the freeway
i got n*ggas traumatized, k!ller son, make his momma cry
you don’t know what i seen growin up, it was homicides
you know i’m not lackin on the block, my 9 on my side

- cosantana lyrics

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