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behind barz - lemz bc lyrics

[verse]
daytime i’m shopping, nice clothes
nighttime rocking all my white gold
clip’s full, twenty shots, slideshow
two eleven face time like an iphone
o.g. when i was twenty*three
posted on the wing about twenty deep
twenty t**th in my stick, keys on the strip
i put them boys in a bag like penny sweets
remember when them feds came round for me
had that big russian and that brown on me
one of the realest in brum
even dons that i used to have beef with would vouch for me
cah them real g’s relate to the truth
stocky type so i’m not made for them coupes
big range rover when i’m making a move
for them lying motherf*ckers i’ve got sp*ce in my boot
everything i said, you better know that i’ll do that
put a price on his head like a durag
you might see me in the rave with a shooter, i’m a problem
just being honest like future
tryna build a life out the country
i’m making sales, no gumtree
they know i’ve been through poverty
so how they getting mad when they hear about them robberies?
all them wannabes claim that they’re main guys
then you’ll see ’em on the side road buying fake nike’s
i’ll run up on a pr*ck with a blade knife
and kidnap his b*tch at the same time
spit fire, i’m an arsonist
pushing out more drugs than a pharmacist
i really do the dirt, i ain’t into threats
in my life i’ve seen more users than the internet
they talk about bandos
but ten years on the set and they still got no bands though
stack’s thinner than a flat*screen
i’ve got the fetty and the wap, f*ck a trap queen
had a couple fake g’s
then i see them pr*cks posting up pics with like eight g’s
so i came back in a range
and their money stayed young like back in the day
i used to sell crack in the rain
and now i get a don slapped for a change
no one ever helped me
so if i never had kids i’d take my rats to my grave
gotta stay focused, s.t
cah they had me in the can like pepsi
so if they start snitching i’ma start clipping
and turn ’em to a ghost like s.p
i make my heat burst
f*ck moncler, i’ll make your whole hood rock r.i.p. t*shirts
feds on my back like a rucksack
still got the tool down my pants like tommy from the rugrats
put it in your face like a bus pass
then tell your driver “bring the grub back”
i’ll climb in your house like santa
and take shots with the cannon, no camera
been gone a while, got stacks like a banker
my name still spreading like cancer
i run my whole set
but the only thing i couldn’t ever manage was my anger

- lemz bc lyrics

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