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no miming - lr lyrics

[verse]
feds at my door, i’m in trouble again
lil bro in jail cos he caught him an m
i don’t have trust in no new friends, still slide on old school friends
pull up on a yeng with crocodile t**th like sk!llibeng and my shank don’t bend
[?] flames got me chillin’ again
gang got the drop, we’re spinnin’ again
only duck down him and his friend
my bae bae tellin’ me my attitude renks
let me fix it then, she’s askin’ me when, i told her i’m 10×10
so now i’m in the o tryna blast this skeng
see any of them, turn outfits red
look, i’m on the [?] still decamp the whip tryna send out for dem
i heard 3 got smoked like blem
in the woods where he got himself stretched
in the 9, we left it a mess
told sparks just shoot at a driver, blessed, i ain’t gotta say the rest
told sparks just shoot at a driver, blessed, i ain’t gotta say the rest
we don’t shoot in the sky at pigeons
you can go ask dem, we really did this
mask on my face cos the feds be listenin’, i don’t wanna end up in prison
you’re on gang? that’s the wrong decision
only shots i’m hittin’, i don’t hit gyal
aye i’m mad, feel like nemz on the [?] turn it cake like kipling
we don’t shoot in the sky at pigeons
you can go ask dem, we really did this
mask on my face cos the feds be listenin’, i don’t wanna end up in prison
you’re on gang? that’s the wrong decision
only shots i’m hittin’, i don’t hit gyal
aye i’m mad, feel like nemz on the [?] turn it cake like kipling
bad one, she with it
told her shake it, don’t move timid
listen, i don’t think you’re listenin’, imma take that watch if it’s glistenin’
sys [?] but i’m sin squad b*tch
don’t lack with your b*tch, she better have her bulletproof wig
bands on me, tellin’ me drop vids
they don’t know that i’m loadin’ doe
[?] the feds, free huncho
you [?] bare smoke on the road
yutes can’t act like they’re not involved
got drops on the low, bad ones givin’ slops on the bros
music pays but right now the income slow so you know i’m out on the road
now i built me a phone, did it all alone
i was on my lone like kevin and i don’t really dress in no denims
catch me in a tech, j4’s, i’m steppin’
wet man head like he’s gettin’ a blessin’
don’t come round here on no flexin’
my k!llys dem live, got more packs pendin’
please, don’t end up like your bredrin
we don’t shoot in the sky at pigeons
you can go ask dem, we really did this
mask on my face cos the feds be listenin’, i don’t wanna end up in prison
you’re on gang? that’s the wrong decision
only shots i’m hittin’, i don’t hit gyal
aye i’m mad, feel like nemz on the [?] turn it cake like kipling
we don’t shoot in the sky at pigeons
you can go ask dem, we really did this
mask on my face cos the feds be listenin’, i don’t wanna end up in prison
you’re on gang? that’s the wrong decision
only shots i’m hittin’, i don’t hit gyal
aye i’m mad, feel like nemz on the [?] turn it cake like kipling

- lr lyrics

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