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keisha - maxxx julian lyrics

verse 1:
swim or you’re drowning, crawl or you’re walking/n*ggas is awkward, i swear to god, it’s weird talking to ’em/i hate to be a bougie n*gga or sound introvert/when i was locked, n*ggas ain’t know how to take it, i never spoke to them first/but gotd*mn, these motherf*ckers know that these hands will work/and all them clout chasing a n*ggas the ones that found out first/i never lose my temper, when i do it’s the energy/ if i’m a god, i can’t let dark entity’s get to me/ physically and mentally, i’m unf*ckwitable/but still will k!ll a n*gga, as far as your family i’m hospitable/ain’t, none of these mothaf*ckers out here original/until that gangsta role put them in a condition, that’s critical/get rid of you? my n*gga, that’s all i was meant to do/i keep forgetting to pull the plug on these n*ggas, i’m in my terrible 2’s/if i die before you, then it’s just meant to be/ but say your prayers, because when the lights is off, i’m putting your ass to sleep, b*tch!/

hook:
rockabye baby, and all that other sh*t/because these n*ggas, out here giving n*ggas, n*ggas governments/and i can’t f*ck with n*ggas, that f*ck them, and their mother’s kids/and any other kid, that came up out that b*tch/×2

verse 2:
broke, or you’re balling, climb or you’re falling/ either way you’re getting chopped, like them n*ggas do in new orleans/but, of course this sh*t is important/when life forces you to retaliate, then you start speaking back to those voices/that’s in your head, it got you going crazy, that sh*t will get you k!lled quick/i never understood that phrase, crying over spilt milk/ because n*ggas is out here spilling blood, every day they’re getting k!lled/or get they ass in front of the judge, and talk about survivor’s guilt/watch the n*ggas you’re riding with, because when it’s time to collide with sh*t/they’d be the ones to run and hide from sh*t, they’re all kinds of b*tch/then got the nerve, to ask me why i smoke so much/and how the f*ck i’m so naive, but i seem to know so much/man f*ck ’em, i pay these n*ggas no never mind/that same mind, will k!ll your f*cking offspring, like summertime/ this little gun of mine, i’m a let it shine/ and split your sh*t apart, like nosy neighbors in their f*ckin blinds/

- maxxx julian lyrics

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