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risk - j neat & gd lyrics

[intro: j neat]
can’t do that sh*t like this
can’t do that sh*t like this
can’t do the sh*t i did

[chorus: j neat]
these n*ggas ain’t built like this
can’t do the sh*t i did
i’m shootin’ ain’t no rim
i’m flexin’ ain’t no gym
how many times i took a risk
my music more than a brick
had to make a way them rainy days
tryna take my pain away
all this money comin’ in
i just want my guys out
if he ever diss the gang then you know that’s man down
i was in the trenches every day i had my hand out
now i’m the man now, now i’m gettin’ bands now

[verse 1: gd]
og told me stack the paper ’cause there be rainy days
ain’t no drug up in this world that can take the pain away
sit and thank god how he still keep me sane today
i was locked in the cell prayin’ for them bеtter days
watchin’ all the seasons changе, all the people change
i done lost my homie swear’ll never be the same
but it’s ‘part the game, it’s just how it goes
there’s up’s and down’s, and there’s high and lows, uh
know some k!llers that’ll wipe yo’ nose, uh
can’t tell who’s my friend or foe, uh
that’s why my forty close, ’cause the fake gon’ get exposed
this street sh*t all we know, shoot sh*t just like free throws
these n*ggas ain’t built like this
construction we got bricks
my glizzy got a switch
it stutter when it spits
still gd wit’ a fifth
my opps i’ll never miss
my life you cannot live
we always takin’ risks
[chorus: j neat]
these n*ggas ain’t built like this
can’t do the sh*t i did
i’m shootin’ ain’t no rim
i’m flexin’ ain’t no gym
how many times i took a risk
my music more than a brick
had to make a way them rainy days
tryna take my pain away
all this money comin’ in
i just want my guys out
if he ever diss the gang then you know that’s man down
i was in the trenches every day i had my hand out
now i’m the man now, now i’m gettin’ bands now

[verse 2: j neat]
they ain’t ever believe in me
now i’m gon’ make history
miss my dawgs i cannot see
i’ma ball like twenty*three
remember days it was driftin’
aim for top then wig him
i ball hard like piston
n*ggas they mad ’cause i’m winnin’
n*ggas showin’ fake love, gotta keep my distance
i’ve been grindin’ every day, gotta be consistent
i just made like thirty k in my jordan 1’s
trappin’ goin’ dumb, trappin’ goin’ dumb
free 2x i can’t wait ’til you touch
r.i.p to rico, you woulda thought we was buff
i be fightin’ demons gotta keep my gun
we just pull up squeezin’ send him right to god
stove whippin’ trench livin’ you know that i gotta get it
money comin’ got a fetish
i be housey gettin’ lettuce
so much pain it’s gettin’ deep
i can’t tell you what i seen
leave holes like krispy kreme
no book’s got magazines
[chorus: j neat]
these n*ggas ain’t built like this
can’t do the sh*t i did
i’m shootin’ ain’t no rim
i’m flexin’ ain’t no gym
how many times i took a risk
my music more than a brick
had to make a way them rainy days
tryna take my pain away
all this money comin’ in
i just want my guys out
if he ever diss the gang then you know that’s man down
i was in the trenches every day i had my hand out
now i’m the man now, now i’m gettin’ bands now

- j neat gd lyrics

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