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always - deezy glo lyrics

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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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