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wolves - old orleans lyrics

[verse 1]
you hear that howl, that’s the sound of the wolves comin’
devin miles, p1, glock 9 with a snare drum in
soul leaked in the passenger seat
i see the blood runnin’
rest in peace my n**** herb
ain’t deserve it, my world crumblin’
i’m speechless
got that news and had my nerves jumpin’
i’m tweakin’
drunk as f*ck off the skunk
i was herb dumpin’
but i do this sh*t for you my n****
in it to win it
i heard life don’t get easy, it get harder
but i’m a ride this b*tch out like the last stop on a martyr
parking passes, parking tickets
pockets thick as nicki parker
copped the parker for the right price without the bob barker
the blacker the berry is sweeter when it’s even darker
that cancer p*ssed her arm, she was bobbin’ and weavin’ like hurricane carter
love was the only thing i taught her
and she taught me my right wing
angels see me like gladys knight strings

(had to get that one off. listen…listen…)
[verse 2]
rest in peace to my momma and minnie ripperton
it’s all love, but i serve your ass up without the wimbledon
synonymous to none of these n****s, i ain’t kin to them
i don’t f*ck with many, circle smaller than an m&m (finish him)
mortal kombat how i liu kang kick em’
robbin’ n****s with a bat without the bruce wayne symbol
two lane swivel
pulled your girl, now your boo named dissel
smokin’ on this green wave, shout out to two lane emblem
ran through your mind, stuck in your scalp, gorilla glue
i ain’t stoppin’ until this pimp write a check for a mil or two
a meal or two
make a stack so i can pass a mil to you
then take it back
look how quicki made that n**** miserable
despicable
disposable like a camera
what’s bars without a stanza
what’s a clause without a santa
just a presence my n****
you can’t level up if you ain’t go no leverage my n****
flow hardwood, bet i got several my n****
see i’m blown away
i managed to mind mine and not yours today
and you can’t even manage to put your phone away
you can just lean on me like foreclosures
put your head on my shoulders
if you alone
but alone won’t take your loans away
i’m in a foyer
runnin’ this track like matt forte
pockets full of george, but i call that n**** jorge
i’m in a city where these b*tches do magic and the wh0res play
and a n**** catch a court date, without the foreplay
i’m reckless with it
these young thugs gun a n**** down, just for your necklace n****
like new new, she got them press*ons, just to be pressin’ n****s
b*tton
but f*ck it, i beat the buzzer, last second n****
pistol pete with the three, i get nasty, viewer discretion n****

- old orleans lyrics

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