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static - lyrivelli lyrics

uh n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through the traffic yea
until the one day that ends when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea
n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through thе traffic yea
until the one day that еnds when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea

started in the bucket
we used to hop out them whip reminiscing when we ain’t have nothing
we got into issues
the bl!cky was on us
you know that before that we jumped on the buses
i ain’t give a f*ck bout my classes
the police harassed us they find us outside when we cutting
a young n*gga stubborn
i swear that my life took a 360 one moment all of the sudden
i swear that it opened my eyes
one day that my n*gga died
he don got murdered they k!lled him
had no reply
so much pain that i would cry
sh*t had me all in my feelings
i ain’t show it lost my innocence at a younger age and it was never easy
forced to grow up so fast because of my past n*gga you could never g me
recline in the foreign
them stars in the roof in the night and i’m gone…
i used to be cool wit them n*ggas but now we just don’t get along…
and i had to get it myself ain’t n0body in this put me on…
shh right or wrong…
huh right or wrong…
n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through the traffic yea
until the one day that ends when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea
n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through the traffic yea
until the one day that ends when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea

wanna get back to them days back then i was the happiest
we was poor we ain’t care about nothing our hair was the nappiest
momma was working 2 jobs to put food on the table we wasn’t kardashians
tryna make it out the ghetto but somehow these crackas they still wanna trap me in
once i got old enough i started hussling
me and them n*ggas had beef started tussling
i ain’t had time to wait i started rushing it
n*ggas get caught up they ratted discussing it
so many loses and i had too much of it
pour out some liquor for all my dead n*ggas
i was depressed in this sh*t just because of it
now we gon live it up dreamt of millions of dollars
i woke up we touching it
recline in the foreign
them stars in the roof in the night and i’m gone…
i used to be cool wit them n*ggas but now we just don’t get along…
and i had to get it myself ain’t n0body in this put me on…
shh right or wrong…
huh right or wrong…
n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through the traffic yea
until the one day that ends when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea
n*ggas be talking real loud on the internet they don’t want static
b*tchs be selling they p*ssy on the internet cuz they want status
young n*gga in a drop top benz through the red light speed through the traffic yea
until the one day that ends when i’m gone and i end up in a casket yea

- lyrivelli lyrics

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