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m2m - l2trilly lyrics

ha
simple i chase for my way
their from a side
we can never relate
2 in a q had to a cut
from a briz can’t glide
same time i got money to make
their tryna take both
my eyes from the goal
could of been years thank
god for parole
pedalling back then draws
keep sellin em till
i got racks to the point
it don’t fold

melanin dark skin tats
and feminine lookin 10/10
yet again uno
levelling up tryna
leave scenes nuts
no lord of the mics
when my bro reloads
one ting go bow
other ting go sho
tryna bring the ting
through anywhеre i go
tryna get high
for the pricе of the low
tryna get fly
for the uh for the hoes

bro spent 5 on a uh for a coat
just to rock sh*t
once cus it’s the code
i ain’t play no games
i’m trapped with the o’s
that’s doing 10 tens
ding dongs on the road

thats 4 by 4 just skeetin up
i’m wheelin it up no meanin to us
i’ll crash this f*ck
try callin my bluff
den
bow bow bow bow

ay
smoke
crash man super mario bro
pac*man i ain’t tryna be ghost
lack fam turn doja pack
i got doja packs
just land in the ends uno
no one runs ends like we
zodiac packs all over the globe
millions soon in the bank
million ways you can never be man
tek mans gyal
ain’t part of the plan
same way these jakes
weren’t part of the plan
but they get in the way once
they know who i am
packs up in camper vans
one wrong move den
i might hit can
flyin thru t gotta sale in sands
gotta buck lb soon
the pack just lands
simple i chase for my way
their from a side
we can never relate
2 in a q had to a cut
from a briz can’t glide
same time i got money to make
their tryna take both
my eyes from the goal
could of been years
thank god for parole
pedalling back then draws
keep sellin em till
i got racks
to the point it don’t fold

melanin dark skin tats
and feminine lookin 10/10
yet again uno
levelling up tryna
leave scenes nuts
no lord of the mics
when my bro reloads
one ting go bow
other ting go sho
tryna bring the ting
through anywhere i go
tryna get high
for the price of the low
tryna get fly for the uh
for the hoes

they ain’t built lines
just stayed at the flats
took snap of the crib
no bando mashed
tryna jump on road
don’t know to react
when the packs get grabbed
and your yg dash
tellin em proud
u ain’t made no bands
vvs on the wrist vvs on my hands
but first thing first
reload in the trap
that stack look fatter
then cardi back

bringing it back
like digga and tracey
wycnarm boy see
the hoodlums raise me
baby boy
still double tap cah
her bum look good
in the dress amaze me
bringing the zips right
thru start billing it
bricks of snow get
the ying start chinging it
mot just failed
and its got no tax
but i’m still
on the backroad winging it

simple i chase for my way
their from a side
we can never relate
2 in a q had to a cut
from a briz can’t glide
same time i got money to make
their tryna take both
my eyes from the goal
could of been years
thank god for parole
pedalling back then draws
keep sellin em till
i got racks to the point
it don’t fold

tryna get high
for the price of the low
tryna get fly
for the uh for the hoes

- l2trilly lyrics

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