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feels like killa season - doley bernays lyrics

[verse 1]
my homie calling from the jail said he tired bro i’m tired too
cousin keep on telling me she trying cuz i’m trying too
i know that they k!llin’ rappers, street n*ggas is dying too
some are coming record breaking body counts, my city crew
dawg when they 27, ghetto when he 52
many men wanna k!ll a n*gga, feel like 50 too
summertime the k!lla’ season hot and it ain’t sh*t to do

[hook]
and that’s a good enough reason yeah
said that’s a good enough reason
it’s hot out, this b*tch feeling like k!lla’ season yeah
said that’s a good enough reason
it’s hot out, this b*tch feeling like k!lla’ season yeah
my dawg called said he trying said i’m trying too
my b*tch telling me i lied, b*tch be lying too
streets ain’t advertised so i keep up with that iron too
i know they k!llin’ rappers, street n*ggas is dying

[verse 2]
it’s gettin’ deep
i press record and let pain speak
i done came to grips i’m no longer the same me
f*ck it, i’ma go crazy just to be the same me
simple and plain, best where they explain me
once i finally dropped the music bro died in the same week
everybody acting strange like nothing should change me
i don’t really like to talk, i don’t like to explain things
summer coming, someone said bleep the bleep * to bring the drums in
this summer how you livin’? how you tryna be clubbin’
they hear you out at any spots, know they sending ’em gummin’
i know a shooter do salat before the drill i don’t judge him, hope allah won’t
my dawg go crazy and want cigar smoke
i thought we get locked, we supposed to act like our jaws broke
i heard * won’t even say what i heard, streets is all jokes
my bro stood tall no love who we kept the [?] for
we came up from the bottom for real, dawg we was all poor
[bridge]
so if you try you can die when the guns ain’t loud it sing la la la la yeah
so if you try you can die when the guns ain’t loud it sound like la la la la yeah

[hook]
my dawg called said he trying said i’m trying too
my b*tch telling me i lie, b*tch be lying too
streets ain’t advertised so i keep up with that iron too
i know they k!llin’ rappers, street n*ggas is dying too

[verse 2]
’90 up in mayor, you know the makings of the monsters
we coming from street fighting over blocks that we could conquer
back when hand to hand sales slap faster than e. honda
they doing shocking things over green like they was blanka
betrayal in these streets that sh*t’ll haunt you
your partner ain’t your partners
we send n*ggas to morgue and not the doctors
[?]
i really seen my dawgs shoot the sh*t off at the coppers
the summertime sizzling, i gotta stay alive i can’t stay up in my feelings
this underworld get treacherous with dealers on the bench
sh*t, with 4*4*2 whip us henny and ice clips to get a slip
i’m from where snupe died at 18, k!lled 26
and them n*ggas taught me all about money and taking risks
and that painful money might never leave, dawg i’m convinced
i done hit them 95 like a trucker to break a brick
look, i won’t die soon cause there’s something i gotta get, ain’t something you gotta know (ain’t something you gotta know)
[outro]
my homie calling from the jail said he tired bro i’m tired too
cousin keep on telling me she trying cuz i’m trying too
i know that they k!llin’ rappers, street n*ggas is dying too
some are coming record breaking body counts, my city crew
dawg when they 27, ghetto when he 52
many men wanna k!ll a n*gga, feel like 50 too
summertime the k!lla’ season hot and it ain’t sh*t to do
and that’s a good enough reason yeah
said that’s a good enough reason
it’s hot out, this b*tch feeling like k!lla’ season yeah
said that’s a good enough reason
it’s hot out, this b*tch feeling like k!lla’ season yeah
my dawg called said he trying said i’m trying too
my b*tch telling me i lied, b*tch be lying too
streets ain’t advertised so i keep up with that iron too
i know they k!llin’ rappers, street n*ggas is dying too
so if you try you can die when the guns ain’t loud it sing la la la la yeah
so if you try you can die when the guns ain’t loud it’s like la la la la yeah

- doley bernays lyrics

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