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tunnel vision - northside lyrics

(yeah )never greedy all i do is manage
home boy stole my chain and he vanished
emptied a cartridge in his leg , he’s punished
bro bro snitched now my names been tanished
run up the racks i’m living lavish
beautiful lifestyle that’s in paris
feasting on these exotic dishes
popping some pills in ma mo’f*cking mansion
you n*ggas be bragging bout chains
im running up the gains
you n*ggas be looking like peasants
they be calling us kings
these n*ggas be looking amazed coz i got 50 racks in my jeans
i got this whole talent and it’s in my genes
i told ma main b*tch my side is my niece
i ain’t capping bout foreign cars i just copped the keys
i been running round the hood with the draco and my gees
we in the trap house and we blowing some blue cheese
i like em bad b*tches i make em get on they knees
spend some hunnids on vvs that’s the st**ze
never switch sides keeping it real in these streets
drip so hard that’s why i rock these polo tees

speed it up
i ride with my n*ggas
stack it up
spend bands with my n*ggas
ecs and raph
popping pills with my n*ggas
lawyer fees
pay it all on my n*ggas
in private plane
big trips from my n*ggas
yves saint laurent
hard drips on my n*ggas
glocks and tecs
don’t play with my n*ggas
whole squad got bands we the realest
bro bro got a bundle
this clip got an extendo
can’t play me like i’m nintendo
i been popping pills looking spindle
couple n*ggas told so i don’t mingle
i keep it one hunnid don’t dwindle
can’t play me like i am nintendo
my bro bro got a bundle

n*gga you is a f*cking creep (yeah)
you looked in our eyes and you snitched (yeah)
how you a rat and a b*tch (yeah)
making dope the kitchen (yeah)
i sag my jeans to its stitches
my bands tall and i got them b*tches
i’m an addict see all em syringes
i been trapping ,wilding for these benjis (yeah)

speed it up
i ride with my n*ggas
stack it up
spend bands with my n*ggas
ecs and raph
popping pills with my n*ggas
lawyer fees
pay it all on my n*ggas
in private plane
big trips from my n*ggas
yves saint laurent
hard drips on my n*ggas
glocks and tecs
don’t play with my n*ggas
whole squad got bands we the realest
michael j with the moonwalking
chains strangle me but they blinking
my n*ggas moving like we penguins
trapping hard sake of the mansion
i wanna buy my b*tch a necklace
i love her so i spend reckless
you ratting on me n*gga i care less
you ratting on the team that’s on gang (baow)

- northside lyrics

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