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100 weeks no sleep - first class rossy lyrics

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three different flavors in my wood

i just need a mixture

n*gga ever turned they back

then you ain’t need em’ with you

100weeksnosleep

rest in peace my hitta

i’m stressin’ hard askin god

why he come and get you

a real blitzer don’t kno how the f*ck a n*gga hit you

see you on the other side

and tell that n*gga lord i miss him

i’m just venting

pull up engine growling took the top off it
still up on that bullshxt we ain’t never got off it

in these steeets it’s f*ck your feelings

want know how i got heartless

bro gave me the game

quick as we copped it we went got off it

big facts

started coming quick and it was big racks

put your hoe up in the mix

see that’s just how you get yo bxtch wacked

shxt get tragic

i’m him they know a n*gga been that

ain’t shxt average

get your lo and we go blitz that
you can’t get past it

we get active when it’s time to slide

can’t get in this car if you tryna ride

we slidin’ they tryna hide

look in the mirror ask yourself

you really tryna die

cause i’m tryna dive

stand over something i’m tryna shine

you know we play in the dark

don’t give a f*ck who you are

cause any n*gga can get it

if you ain’t ready for war

don’t much get up in that car
cause we finna go and get busy

i got bros in the can

got some more in the grave

oouuuuu

we talkin’ tears i shed too many

it’s an eye for an eye

i’m like alright then ok

ooouuuuuuu

i’m so numb that i can’t feel it

is this life even worth living

i don’t know lawd

i just stay on go lawd

want it gotta go hard

blue hundreds in a goyard

more wavy than a boat yard

they just make it look so hard

home field come to your yard

bro a stretch em’ for no charge

coverage weak they so soft

tell my gunnas go deep

caught em’ on the island

n*gga slimed em’ it was op

before it be a tie

bxtch we go slide won’t be no ot

pocket fat that’s obese

she suck me up with no t**th

100weeksnosleep

not my hitta

lookin at your picture

thinkin’ how you let them n*ggas get you

real up in that can i know he dying

wishing he was with you

see you on the other side

tell that n*gga lord i him

i’m just venting

you know we play in the dark

don’t give a f*ck who you are

cause any n*gga can get it

if you ain’t ready for war

don’t much get up in that car

cause we finna go and get busy

i got bros in the can

got some more in the grave

oouuuuu

we talkin’ tears i shed too many

it’s an eye for an eye

i’m like alright then ok

ooouuuuuuu

i’m so numb that i can’t feel it

is this life even worth living

streets say they want that old me

that blue d*ckie wiggin’ trippin’ with that pole me

if i ain’t keep it n*gga prolly been done stole me

got 33 up in my glizzy wet your whole tee

you know i hop out wherever and clear the whole street

- first class rossy lyrics

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