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fallen - nario da don lyrics

aye man sometimes when you listen to these n*ggas like on some real sh*t man
listen to what the f*ck these n*ggas is saying
and tell me if that’s some real sh*t to you that these n*ggas speaking

(ya) i’m a star should i study for astrology
if i broke your heart i ole you no apology
they gave lil rob a life sentence for a robbery
i really think i got more hoes than king solomon

these hoes ain’t spitting nut out no more they be swallowing
n*ggas don’t keep it real no more thеy be following
you mixed black that mean you black that color dominatе
trying to ketchup with me you gone need more condiments

problem solved yes i charge without no cost
squeak took off i like ohh lord oh not my dawg
i hoped back strong my pockets long just got back home
i’m at yo throat bout to smash yo hoe in the back of your home

i don’t believe in stressing she trying me like a bf
i get the weed and compress it i treat it just like a prenup
i got a lethal weapon n*ggas be hating so we left
hitting weed i’m stressing i’m smoking weed to i relapse

b*tches spying on me it feel like it’s treason
asking for forgiveness i shot off for no reason
i spoil my b*tch she betta never think bout cheat*ing
you beef with me you better learn how to play de*fense
i lost my soul i feel like i fell off the deep end
put my trust in n0body (not even) the dea*con
i took that plea i didn’t go to trial i can’t see 10
cause the only time i’m a see my kids is the week*end

i pray a lot so you should know who i believe i*n
every time i’m round they say i’m preach*ing
shot him in his face now he bleed*ing
made a name now everybody think we ki*n

i made a name so everybody think we ki*n
i pr*ay that they all fall off the deep en*d

(ya uhh) b*tch i ran up forty racks in some dirty jeans
i was sneaking out grannies house to serve the fiens
i ain’t slipping bet not temp me it’s a murder scene
can’t f*ck with that pink sh*t all i’m sip purple lean

every crackhead in my hood deen got some work from me
had to k!ll him, i just got word he gone murder me
i just threw back a jig i’m feeling like hercules
she let me hit her on the first night is what happen on bourbon street
b*tches spying on me it feel like it’s treason
ask for forgiveness i shot off for no reason
i spoil my b*tch she betta never think bout cheating
you beef with me you better learn how to play defense

i lost my soul i feel like i fell off the deep end
put my trust in n0body (not even) the deacon
i took that plea i didn’t go to trial i can’t see ten
cause the only time i’m gone see my kids is the week*end

i pray a lot so you should know who i be*lieve in
every time i rap they say i’m preach*ing
shot him in the face now he bleed*ing
make a name now everybody think that we ki*n

i made a name so everybody think that we ki*n
i pr*ay they all fall off the deep en*d

- nario da don lyrics

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