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aint going back to average - friday lyrics

i kill a n-gg- for my brother
i [?] a n-gg- for my sister
when you a shooter they gon’ miss you
when you a shooter they gon’ miss you
i told my momma i’m a savage
like my god i’m doing damage
thirty thousand for the package
thirty thousand for the package

i ain’t going back to average
(x4)

your n-gg- blowing racks in the back of the vic
new money got my exes doing brand new sh-t
my ex-girl giving head like it’s a brand new d-ck
too bad i’m upscale i need a brand new b-tch
i hate when people call my phone because i don’t save numbers
gotta go through all my messages i’m trynna remember
i’m a young [?] boy but my heart in december
put a price on your head
i got killers i send em
why do people try and use me?
i think that it’s amusing
when you got two girls it get confusing
i got it all don’t wanna lose it

i ain’t going back to average
i ain’t going back to poor
when you coming from the ghetto you just want a little more
last quarter tied up
you just praying for a score
cut the coco with the soda, trynna stretch a little more
got that two cups like where the pain go?
when you rich and you fall off, watch where your name go
got two black girls i don’t do lame hoes
got too much money, ain’t a place i can’t go
ex girl calling me, i think you should let it go
how your feelings come up, when the money come up?
oh your new n-gg- shoot? tell the p-ssy run up
i’m the man in my city how you gonna run us?
got a long -ss choppa, nick name tour bus
cut a little n-gg- throat, n-gg- no short cuts
cuttin up, in the cut, with a pretty little sl-t
got a blunt rolled up and she begging me to f-ck

- friday lyrics

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