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not just talking - krispylife kidd lyrics

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
the first gift i ever got was a used pistol
can’t believe i got rich off of instrumentals
my jack boys they’d be waitin’, have them in your ceiling
you ain’t never made no dog sh*t, you ain’t went the distance
you see a n*gga up, now you in your feelings
you n*ggas like peter griffin, y’all just hate the chicken
it’s like you’re scared of the money, but i face the chicken
you got the last year’s watch, our faces different
leaving out the club with one b*tch, but i’m cravin’ two
i’m really not an addict, but i’d bе cravin’ juice
i don’t like what dawg tryna servе me, so i waved the duce
freaky b*tch got to squirtin’ on me, then i start peein’, too
turned 24 a.p., boys seen more pape in my lifetime
i thought this b*tch is alone, the grip and grade in my lifeline
flint n*ggas comin’ up, we on the high time
we gon’ switch it up, we don’t shoot the crib, we throwin’ pipe bombs
i just caught a play in beacher, [?]
[?] n*ggas reppin’ blood [?] 55
[?] long one, this b*tch 59
[?] walkin’ n*ggas down, who do drive*bys?
we don’t play no games, i don’t want no boys, they’d be sh*t*talkin’
my image caused violence, when they see me, they just get cautious
but our mate from the shot spent the whole [?]
[?] so much, i bought a kit off him
[verse 2: louie ray]
every day i’m f*ckin’ up, runnin’ up an easy nickel
standin’ on my bands, pourin’ drink, crack the window
make the news about some sh*t, i had an issue
probably finna get some sh*t surrounded, hear me whistle
i break it down in increments, that’s what i’m into
probably wanna get your b*tch from over here, she [?]
can tell that we were over here trappin’, left big clues
[?] white ones around the wire, left big [?]
ok, now back to what i’m on, talkin’ cocaine
good crack, treat it like snacks, 20’s [?]
put my talent on display, right on the showcase
i’m only tryna hit it from the back, i’m comin’ no face
he buggin’ me for doubt load*up, i showed up late
n*gga don’t think i’m f*cked up, but i’m low*paid
sh*t outer sp*ce, got a [?] taste
big gift outside, finna blindfold [?]
another 30 on the watch, just drift the time gone change
i ain’t fallin’ off anyway, gotta pamp’ my change
12 racks back to back, having [?] days
i did a myriad of things, this sh*t just got displayed
feel free, but still grindin’, you can ride my wave
i got a lotta money on me, i ain’t got no change
the n*ggas trappin’ out bumpin’, and i ain’t got no caine

[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
like we’re gettin’ out of school, i know a bail comin’
been in here cookin’ all day, you can smell lovin’
she let me f*ck after louie, that’s my big cousin
we’d ride with them 40’s too, like we dugg cousin
engineer [?], take the hard drive
you gettin’ your b*tch f*cked and goin’ home, that’s a hard drive
don’t say the wrong thing, and get hard*time
my closet looks good, this b*tch, the moral assault

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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