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ghost recon - formerly len lyrics

[verse 1: zateb]
i need my circle on cheerio small
i need my bands from the window to wall
know that we move at the tip of the ball
and she wanna f*ck off a sip of the wait
she wanna f*ck off a sip of the malt liquor margiela
went and copped 10 of all of the little sh*t
that i couldn’t get when i was younger
my hunger had caused me to wonder
just what i’d do for a dollar
and how much a dollar really cost
how much i need for a n*gga to really ball
know that i’m short but my ceiling is really tall, uh
ay, len sent the beat so we winning
chill on the side of the milk cause it’s missing
you need to check on your missus
cause she in dms and she be blowing me kisses
n*ggas don’t want no smoke with me okay
yeah okay i get it
she’s tryna say that her new n*gga better than me
huh, yeah that’s cap all fitteds, uh
they just be talking all spicy for what
he tryna prove that he with it
if you gon slide then you better be ready for war
cause all of my n*ggas committed, uh
i feel like nicki i’m hotter than phoenix
and all of these b*tches my suns
ay, all of my demons on nezuko
fighting to keep all my sanity up, uh
they used to call me peroxide
cause i’m just a n*gga that stay in the cut (uno)
i can’t be keeping the phony among us
cause they just be making it sus
[verse 2: unodeuce]
yuh, i used to be takin the bus
on the back of the b*tch with an eighth and a blunt
i’d take the soda and dump it in cup with the dirty
the speed bumps were shakin it up
now i just look at the stars and i feel like i’m with em
yeah, i’m up in sp*ce with the sun
but i heard the sh*t they been spittin it’s clearly some mid
and they stuck with they face in the mud
i’m like a teacher so subtle
and i bring a creature to trouble like wow
i’m bout to preach to the brother, the father don’t keep me
he cursed me, i’m shunned from the house
they say hakuna matata, they knew from the start of this
i would be flushin em out
they say no worries the rest of your days
let’s see what they say with a punch to the mouth
yeah i don’t really got problems, i’m feeling like i’m god
and len hit me up, he want me to show off
got a bad new b*tch from bama like roll tide
they call me libertarian, hit it from both sides
i don’t need a cosign, i’mma sign to myself
every tangent i’m on put a shrine on the shelf
you got half my base, and that height doesn’t help
you 180 degrees when it’s time for the bell
i’m christlike, donda, 97 honda
blacked out, bouta pass out in toronto
wrapped her up off the glass like lebron though
every word i say’s a f*ckin triple entendre
sippin on don perion with oklama
a don with the motherf*ckin songs that you’re fond of
i rock every condo from prague to chicago
f*ck a billboard i put my name in the cosmos
[verse 3: formerly len]
formerly, ay
yeah
suited up cause i mean bidness
y’all need a g*nius decoder so y’all get my lyrics
won’t buy your lies if they glisten
maybe consider the cap if it’s fitted
won’t stop my tracks if you dissin
really think i care enough just to listen?
struggle to spit out some rhymes man you finished
really need to fix your diction
verses full of contradiction you know you was tripping
don’t talk to me if you still broke
i know i ain’t made it it’s crazy
i’m hearing people talking sh*t that i don’t even know
that just goes to show i can’t undervalue my reach
they using me like a commodity
think i was doing it for the camaraderie
give you a feat, feel like a robbery
that’s why i’m backing myself in a corner
cause that’s just the only way i’m gonna fight
they jealous i’m working with the toughest spittas
and holding my ground i be rappin all night
so much talking but you ain’t got no bite
i’ll say to your face you ain’t do nothing right?
don’t try to be buddy buddy with the dude
who been making more enemies i’ll be alright
back to the basics i’m trying
my patience supplying adjacent my tank getting low
you lying you say you popping off of playlists
but who even peeped? nowhere to be shown
all of your streams, they coming from ghosts
and where are your fans, are you doing shows?
you dropped some shirts but sold to a
fraction of the people commenting under your post
stop the delusion, i’ll offer you a solution
maybe come back and rebuke it
or duck all the shots
like others they dodging the smoke
cause with me know you bouta get popped
so cry in a corner or die cause it’s over
it’s time you quit hogging up another spot
repetitive rapper who think that he matters
cause you told your friends that you was getting hot
[outro]
don’t f*cking play with me man
sh*t can get ugly real quick
yeah
formerly

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