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brother luv - lil ackson lyrics

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gang gang huh huh
lil ackson on the beat bih

{verse 1}

all these drugs in my head got me going insane
all the sh*t that you did got me going through pain
have my new real n*ggas run deep in your house
you could be dead before the sun even out
it’s not about holding my pants up
i salute all my b*tches for ransom

forgave twice now pop me a tag
n*ggas be mad
ain’t it crazy how sh*t happens fast

on the road and i’m bringing my bros
ima do it for the guys on the ave
crazy how they say i’m tryna copy your swag
love or hate me i get to my racks

grimey n*gga and you put on my bag
yeah i was sleeping b*tch taking a nap
homie hopper you said i’m your fan
your еx b*tches they know who i am
i be flеxing just look at my gram
fake prada jeans that come from j*pan
f*ck that n*gga i’ll just take a xan
i pack a glizzy and 38 on jam
38 on jam
38 on jam
i pack a glizzy and 38 on jam

f*ck it tho
cause i’m living my life
every b*tch around us said your smile was bright
yeah we struggled just for a liter sprite
always made sure that my n*gga was ight

always held me with some real advice
sneaky little moves just ain’t feeling right
keep my circle tight
you always told me to keep my circle tight

always on my sight
wouldn’t be ashamed if you died like i
wouldn’t be ashamed if you left like why
hold you by my arms oh why
hold you by my arms oh hi
hear you wheeze little hoe bye
hear you wheeze little hoe bye
hear you scream then dance to it
f*ck it tho
cause i’m living my life
every b*tch around us said your smile was bright
your love got me feeling nausey
your ways got you moving so funny

goofy ass n*gga get the f*ck back
running out the money
i ain’t running outta bands
run off at the bank
before i run up on my mans
certified shooter i’ll do it with no hands
consiplated a milli
i got like 300 in my pants

wanted me to k!ll him i said no he my mans
no he my mans
no he my mans

75 the whole way
we gon make it and break it my way
i got n*ggas in the trap really waiting on me to blow away
once he down ima bring him on top
84 5 paow you can smell it on drop

since you n*ggas capping
ima show you how to peal it
reach for the chain little b*tch ima appeal it
throw a little couple in mamas bed
a n*gga fighting feds and feelings
when i told him get back to the gram
foolie all i see is red but i’m not blooded
once my n*gga changed our ways he got subtitled

blowing in my town we gon crack a n*gga like pin on me
dicing and rolling us flip you a tree
kidney for maybalin
ain’t n0body b
murder scene you should pick up that charlie sean
52*12 slime slat b*tch thats my gang gang

little b*tch

- lil ackson lyrics

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