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shoulda listened - destroy lonely & ken car$on lyrics

[intro: ken car$on]
yeah
yeah (loesoe going crazy)
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: ken car$on]
everyday i wake up, ayy, in a different mood
hold on, let me put on my juice, let me freshen up real quick
yeah and by the time i swag on a b*tch, this broke ass hoe can’t brag on sh*t
i’m braggin’ on my neck and wrist, know my sh*t shine know my sh*t glisten
she want dior, dior, dior, dior, but i’m no christian
balenciaga all on me [?] on me i just check out my vision
this chrome hearts on my wrist got n*ggas p*ssed nah his b*tch missin’
told you i’d take your hoe i’d f*ck your b*tch you shoulda listened
yeah, you shoulda listened
yeah, b*tch you shoulda listened
yeah, lil’ b*tch you shoulda listened
yeah, lil’ b*tch you shoulda listened
[verse 2: lil tecca]
yeah, ayy
cut her off i ain’t mention it
bad hoe still trickin’
i know these lil’ n*ggas they apprentice
when a broke n*gga try my name now that’s the only thing get me offended
sh*t we do everyday you be flexin’, know your bands not bad as my exes
if you talkin’ ’bout money [unless it’s?], only get to my head if i let it
how much b*tches on me i regret it
when a n*gga said f*ck it i meant it
everything [?] like it’s [?]
and my b*tches they bad with no edits
and your b*tches they came with no address
only talk if the money get silent

[verse 3: destroy lonely]
yeah, yeah
only talk if the money get sit in
i got this bad ass b*tch and i put her on [?] i call her detention
i’m [?] lil’ boy you can’t even catch up with this
i only rock the clearest diamonds b*tch they shine like christmas
we in this b*tch gettin’ way too geeked up [?] trying to hit this
i swear i done crossed like every freak ho’ off my hit list
i swear i done crossed every opp n*gga off my hit list
yeah, i ain’t got no time for nun’, yeah, i’m [out of my business?]
i only got some time for racks, yeah, i’m [out of my business?]
said i heard he hit your thot dawg yeah, you shoulda listened
lil’ b*tch, what you say, you top dawg yeah, don’t make no sense man
why you n*ggas be all on xbox yeah, play with them sticks man
[verse 4: ken car$on]
we play with them sticks, yeah, i ain’t talkin’ call of duty
he say he wit’ the sh*ts, yeah, i told that boy to prove it
got a new text from your b*tch, yeah, this ho’ just said some [nuisance?]
said she wanna suck my d*ck, yeah, i said ok then fluently
one thing about these hoes they wanna f*ck on the young car$on ken
got your b*tch she ain’t even know i ain’t had no clout ain’t had no money back then
but now i’m rockin’ [?] and i’m lit, b*tch that money [?]
i’m sh*ttin’ on them n*ggas that wasn’t f*ckin’ with me back then
now i got power [?] i wasn’t talkin’ no ratchet
like young n*gga talkin’ that [bankin?], then knock you off and get it stained now
look how the tables turned when i came up
the same money i’m flexin’ can’t be on your brain [?]
these n*ggas talk down when they bringin’ my name up
[?] lil’ boy yeah it’s up

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