always - deezy glo lyrics
wicked sh*t only
i just wanna let you know that , everything’s gonna be ok
at least try to nake some type of , progress towards what you’re doing
hard times don’t last long, real n*ggas do
all these b*tches used to call me dirty
high*school , in the hallway serving
i’m the same young n*gga that was always hurting
since the pack came in i be always splurging
but i ain’t really tryna brag
i was on my d*ck and went and hopped up in my bag
bout to hop up in the whip and put two*hundred on the dash
yo b*tch kissin’ on my d*ck while i be smackin’ on her ass
i done ran off with his sh*t and no he cannot get it back
big bag on me come and cop it while the price down
never have i let a n*gga hoe me lemme find out
told my n*gga watch out for the police when we slide down
lotta n*ggas thinkin’ it ain’t on me till they find out
gang , gang , gang , with me
riding with the same n*ggas
had to leave my b*tch and get a new one cause she stayed trippin’
had to drop my phone and cop a new one cause it stayed glitching
siri , how you know when i be talkin’ ?
cause you stayed listening
and i ain’t with that fed sh*t
i ain’t even with that shooting in the leg sh*t
i be in them trenches on that bust a n*gga head sh*t , leave a n*gga dead quick
don’t ask me no questions i be riding with some felons
imma gangsta though , i done took a couple steps and finna take some more
put a thirty on the stick and that b*tch hanging low
anybody run up on me bet it take his soul , i bet it take his soul
all these b*tches used to call me dirty
high school , in the hallway serving
i’m the same young n*gga that was always hurting
since the pack came in i be always splurging
but i ain’t really tryna brag
i was on my d*ck and went and hopped up in my bag
bout to hop up in the whip and put two*hundred on the dash
yo b*tch kissin’ on my d*ck while i be smackin’ on her ass
i done ran off with his sh*t and no he cannot get it back
and i done put my soul in this sh*t
youngin’ trappin’ on the road since a jit
i know b*tches tryna put they throat on the d*ck
down there in them jects i sold a bowl of the brick
bout to hit my jeweler up and put some stones on my wrist
copped the package when i scored no assist
i ain’t need no help i did my own in this sh*t (got my own in this sh*t)
b*tches on my d*ck because they know i’m legit (they know i’m legit)
dirty
in the hallway serving
im the same young n*gga that was always hurting
yeah , yeahhh
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