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hives - liri lyrics

we outside for the summer
‘till winter fall in a bag gotta count up
count a couple racks get my girl body done up
no cloudy rings must define these things
i’m talking opulence, 300, need that b*tch bottomless
sprouted from my confidence
and a couple operatives
careful with the documents
use to say i’m talkative
now i know the consequence
ticking with the politics

777, say i’m ill*advised
side hoes on me, like i ordered fries
living off the edge, like i’m scared to die
grazing by these n*ggas, man, i’m getting hives

this a meal ticket, build with it, no snippets, mmm
breaking seals, left field, i pump pills to feel
my brain’s calm, the song it feels wrong
do ‘gain, again
my pulse is fake, my friend
i don’t change my sins

i been at it all again
i can’t change my lends
i’m addicted with the pen
i’m pulled off the fence
i been looking for some peace
these days turn into weeks
i’m running from my release
i’m calming down on the streets

hold up, are you tryna say some
see red when i’m dealing with these pay cuts
stay down or a n*gga getting well done
my secret to my energy is my lungs
vision 2020, biting pythons
stay ready, my gang ready, the bill ugly
footwork berserk, b*tch you can’t touch me
i’m up for weeks dodging hammers
don’t mind the manners
i’m living cautious
don’t make me nauseous
don’t mind the comments
yo what an office
girl i’ve been off ice
b*tch i’m beyond nice
wonder what my take*
(aw f*ck)

we outside for the sum up
too many times did i wait for a thumb up
you can put that thumb up your ass and then crash riding my ass
feeling you could amass all this cash with ceilings
when you dance like this
too many n*ggas wanna count your chips
you got cooks in the kitchen, but can’t burn like this
gl on my wrist
some explosive sh*t
(woo)
this sh*t dedicated to my late sons
all the bad b*tches with the lace fronts
running out of breath i had to choke some
couldn’t have them f*cking up my low funds
n*ggas so worried what they come in
should’ve been worried on the income
i’m just tryna show you something gross

- liri lyrics

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