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father stretch my hands pt. 1 (remix) - cyhi the prynce lyrics

cyhi!
it’s like two in the morning
slayed two b-tches inside of my california bed
f-ck it, i was h-rny
haha, so god, please don’t judge me
it ain’t my fault you ain’t make these hoes ugly
cheese on chuck e, clicquot fuzzy
streets gon’ love me, freaks gon’ f-ck me
how could a young n-gg- be so lucky?
no luciano, truly, i know
i done changed since i used to do the cornrow
they only give you credit at the end of movies, i know
hustled since i learned how to use a lawnmower
from the traphouse, now i do the condo
i was in the street, n-gg- you was front row
truckload full of keys to pianos
aye, aye, feliz c-mpleaños
piece in the console, police in your convo
i was sent here to preach to the young folks
spent weeks in them orange clothes in the drought
drug prices spiked like hennessy in a punch bowl
man of the house, even before i growed up
when them n-gg-s talked down, i’m the one who spoke up
cyhi, i’m a leader like four cups
boy i’m a caesar like a low cut
n-gg-s hatin’, so what? ever since i blowed up
“ye ain’t gon’ be sh-t,” at least that’s what they told us
no love for a n-gg-, so i sold drugs
all i had to do was go outside and post up

- cyhi the prynce lyrics

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