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psa - delawou lyrics

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free my g, yeah i miss him
he stuck in that system
i got shots for any c*nt that wants to rap and try to diss him
i got way too much on my plate
but imma dine like i ain’t ate
alexa play that skepta
cos when i grind bra it ain’t safe, (nah it ain’t safe)

even for the cops, creeping round the block
call my toks, tongan steven jobs
the way his tech team pop
got that mac, ain’t no microsoft
like bill gates run with opps
imagine that
seen a dog get got
i knew from that day on, that if i’m on

i could never switch, i could never change
ask the clique, all these shows and hits, wou is still the same
where i go, might not know my face but i bet they know my name
yeah its wou, they know where i’m from, i don’t gotta say

don’t you dare compare, we are not the same
had your side chick for the weekend, had my side chick as your main
you lot hanging out at the station or at home playing your games
i’m with kenny and donny in la, at the strip club making it rain
f*ck it
ain’t my g don’t trust it
came from next to nothing
hate that we all made it something

got all these rappers bluffing, running, weaving, slipping, ducking
got all their mrs coming, loving, teasing, kissing f*cking

yeah i f*ckn love it
with my gs i’m buzzing
you can’t eat or take a seat if you ain’t teach me nothing
some things i want but i don’t need, sometimes my greed be buggin
be overseas for 5*6 weeks and i don’t see my cousins

buts its all good*bra
still out in the hood*bra
f*ck around, get checked, fists up, say less
but i ain’t from good*na

never telling no fib, i gotta confess
i rep my hood, i throw my set
but ain’t no gang sh*t, these my usos
they want smoke, we gotta whole deck

got me gunning and running for checks
sound so dumb, but i’m loving with the stress
ain’t do nothing, but i’m still cutting, hustling like i’m ducking the feds
they say soon i’ll run out of luck
…i don’t give a f*ck
deep in the pit, just did the cut
know imma hit, and i’m willing to bust

late night she hitting me up
got this baddie up in the queue
i be juggling doing my best
cos lately i been f*kn in twos

ain’t no cuffing, i’m loving her neck
praying that shawty ain’t getting confused
i ain’t trusting none of the friends
cos all her friends be sending me nudes

all her friends be making me choose
i say f*ck it and chill with the boys
that side talking way to much
if we pull up we k!lling the noise

my gs move way too quiet
they wanna rap bout dealing and toys
til they come to the end of the road
then watch them turn from men 2 boyz, wou

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