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yeh - dd osama lyrics

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[intro]
(tuned up)
y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on, man
the future
i know that they mad ’cause they big homie dead, yeah (on bro)
i know that they sad ’cause they other mans dead, yeah (on bro)
i know that they sad ’cause they friends keep dyin’ (all ’em)
i ain’t lyin’ when i said, “we made mommas cry” (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
i’ma be good, boy, i promise, just gotta be patient, gon’ come in a week, yeah (on bro)
youngest in charge of my team, i’m the youngest to do it, lv on my feet, b*tch
designer drip and it’s fashion, ‘miri the jean, don’t rock ‘еm like me, yeah (uh*huh)
you gotta movе on from your past tense ’cause if you don’t, where your life gon’ be? real sh*t
and i can never go ahead and stress ’bout no b*tch, i’ma rack me behind and buy a new b*tch
for my n*ggas in the hood, i gotta do sh*t ’cause they had me and bro before that bullsh*t (yeah)
i’ll give it all up just to bring you back, i’m missin’ your soul, i’m seeing flashbacks
on the ‘grammy, try to troll me saying, “go get back,” they don’t even know they sad

[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they mad ’cause they big homie dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they other mans dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they friends keep dyin’
i ain’t lyin’ when i said we made mommas cry

[verse 2]
get a new gun, this one is dirty (yeah)
brodie just hung out the v, left that n*gga burning
my brother just stepped on my shoes
i told him he good, i got money, you don’t gotta worry (on bro)
look at that v, who that? (who that?)
if they move a lil’ wrong, then all my n*ggas gotta clap (baow, baow, baow, baow)
brodie, move back, they throwin’ right now, don’t get turned to a pack
baow, baow, we spinnin’ they block (baow)
if we missin’ them shots, then we doublin’ back (baow, baow)
“ah, ah,” that’s the sound that he made when his lil’ dumb*ass done got tagged in the ass
and these n*ggas can’t do it like me, i’m the youngest og sellin’ outta country
and half of y’all n*ggas be industry plants, i ain’t goin’ for that, it could never be me (never)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they mad ’cause they big homie dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they other mans dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they friends keep dyin’
i ain’t lyin’ when i said we made mommas cry
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they mad ’cause they big homie dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they other mans dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, i know that they sad ’cause they friends keep dyin’
i ain’t lyin’ when i said we made mommas cry

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