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still wit it (sped up version) - finesse2tymes lyrics

[intro]
(tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
finesse, two of ’em

[verse]
this rap sh*t over for n*ggas, better start investing, it’s finna get messy (get messy)
when you see me, you know what to do, n*gga, go with your move, you feel disrespected (go)
be aware of the consequences, hundred n*ggas with him, that’s a hundred b*tches
hundred n*ggas with me, that’s a hundred switches
i’ll let this b*tch go, on allah my witness (on allah)
free wile, yeah, i know the feeling
you gotta go through it, see, i know the difference (i know the difference)
i’m the type to get up all way on ’em (up all way on ’em) and you the type to go and shoot from a distance (shoot from a distance)
you the type that’s being tough in your rhymes, be all way in cali’ when sh*t gettin’ serious (gettin’ serious)
you the n*gga from the hood that n0body know (know), now you rapping ’bout the trenches (trenches)
fourteen, i got bound over for some ag’ robs, i was stretchin’ the city (stretchin’ the city)
even if a n*gga looked like he had somethin’, me and my n*ggas comin’ to get it (comin’ to get it)
seventeen, breaking b*tches and pimpin’ (and pimpin’)
eighteen when i got sentenced (got sentenced)
twenty*one, i came back home, i went right back to pimpin’ and breaking b*tches (break ’em)
i ain’t calm down until now (right now)
i’ma be the same ’til i die (d*i*e)
extort who? n*gga, scared of who? n*gga, you a motherf*cking lie (that’s cap)
f*ck i need with a vouch? (a vouch) my background speak for itself (itself)
these rap n*ggas sendin’ these lil’ n*ggas out, but won’t do it they motherf*cking self (that’s crazy)
if you was a b*tch ‘fore the fame and money, you still a b*tch with the fame and money (fame and money)
these n*ggas saying they the clan, but truth be told, they really ain’t hanging nothin’ (cap)
i’m the real deal, this the real spill, f*ck the feds, i’ll still drill (grrt)
fifty in this black and yellow jumpsuit like that b*tch off of b*tch of k!ll bill (k!ll bill)
i ain’t really with the drip sh*t, never pay a ho, but i’ll tip, b*tch
if a n*gga said they did somethin’ to me and can’t prove it, then that’s a myth, b*tch
it was made up, they done gave up
i just f*cked on her, you was laid up
and this drac’ll turn this four into a six*four and make that motherf*cker raise up (let me get that)
let me calm down, i was agitated, i was sittin’ in a cell when i wrote this (when i wrote this)
n*gga know i’ll lay in the bushes on ’em, on the real, bruh, i’m on some more sh*t (some more sh*t)
n*ggas still b*tchin’, i get meal tickets
want me gone, but they gotta deal with me (deal with me)
yeah, she hood, but bruh, i’ll still hit it (still hit it)
finesse2tymes still with it (2tymes)
[outro]
(tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)

- finesse2tymes lyrics

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