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spin the block (free b ru) - forever mafioso lyrics

[verse 1: kam]

pants saggin gang bang braggin
they pushin p i’m pushin me
i’m squeezing glocks till they hot
lil town i’m from the block. got the game from my pops
you say u wit it but you not
so stop flexing what you got
i can’t complain how this life of mine is going
i dodged the rain got sunshine while it stormin
the good came from pain
now i just gotta stay in lane
i’m focus on no b*tch all they want is local fame
and n*ggas bound to switch too like
“remember that one time when i fronted you a dolla?
or i put you on a b*tch and i told her give you a holla?”
don’t need yo complements
if it come off condescending
i’m kinda winning some other days
i’m sinning but that’s just humble beginnings
i’m in it no play pretendin
the sky’s the limit my mind run a mile a minute
i’m that guy and this something a god invented
i’m tired of venting
game cold and i’m tired of pimpin
gun shots out the honda civic
i’m tired of gimmicks
n*ggas rapping like they flipping pigeons
a split decision
i control my own fate, with precision
these n*ggas fake, caps from the dentist
the real problem kambino the menace
i feel like caine on cocaine
bout to go insane like kurt cobain
that mean i might go bang
just hoping this glock gon save me
huggin the block can’t change me. (save me)
when hugging the block can’t pay me. (save me)
[bridge: kam]
don’t got no shoulder i could cry on
don’t got no shoulder i could cry on
quit talking sh*t this is my song
this is my song
this is my song
this is my song
this is my song

[verse 2: kam]
overthinking how i want the finer thangs
so i’m on the grind again
or should i get high again
no gimmick i’m not ashamed
paranoid.. don’t want the fame
i think i’m schitzo cause i hear the voices say
“kam don’t ingnore the game
boy i know you wanna change.”
murder on my mind like melly
put 2 bullets in yo melon
now all you see is cerebellum
call the morgue. cause my thoughts is gruesome
h*lla far from jerusalem
kam got that juice huh
but i’m militant staying on ten toes
thinking of pimpin hoes to get my doe up
can’t be broke no mas
you broke the bro code
n*gga you gets no hoes
you don’t even tote the pole right
really gifted so i know the hood loves me
like who above me it’s just god and i
i’m just dodging the odds no 3 hots ina cot
you n*ggas faking w bots
you n*ggas hanging with cops
it’s no love on yo block
ima silent dude stay in solitude
but i’ll bring the problems to you
this “for us buy us”
them days them days rockin fubu
money stack tall bol manute hoops
but f*ck a board i’ll shoot if i was you (ooouu)
what would you do?
cry boo hoo or slide for yo troops (oops)
call a truce?
woops is on yo ass now
f*ck you give me the cash now
man you n*ggas nerds i bet you went with her
don’t even know her worth
she’s a flipper yeah she’s a flipper

- forever mafioso lyrics

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