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lunch line - queso lyrics

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[hook: queso]
can’t play in these streets it’s a dirty game
the strong gone survive when it’s war time
i do this for riches, man f*ck the fame
i show up and show out when it’s show time
the way that they cap, be so f*cking lame
you ain’t been through no rain only sunshine
i seen some of my dogs and bruddas change
but i’m still wit my boys from the lunch line

[verse 1: queso]
you can’t speak on some sh*t you ain’t never seen
rest in peace to justin and drizzy bean
i can’t even sleep sh*t is sickening
cause they visiting me in my f*cking dreams
justin told me keep going keep hustling
it ain’t on you it’s all in your f*cking genes
i tear up reminiscing our mеmories
i keep praying i hope god has been listening
keep a shootеr kyle korver don’t miss a thing
i told y’all lil n*ggas don’t mention me
shorty geeked she just wanna come sit wit me
now i’m all in her mouth like some listerine
ran up a few knots in this quarantine
perfected my craft who work hard as me?
i been grinding yeen guarding me
used to come off the bench
now they starting me
used to serve my lil bruh now he serving me
different routes but we running up currency
i am currently thumbing wit urgency
even though all of this drip i been purchasing
do not heal the pain that’s been hurting me
[hook: queso]
can’t play in these streets it’s a dirty game
the strong gone survive when it’s war time
i do this for riches, man f*ck the fame
i show up and show out when it’s show time
the way that they cap, be so f*cking lame
you ain’t been through no rain only sunshine
i seen some of my dogs and bruddas change
but i’m still wit my boys from the lunch line

[verse 2: queso]
my mama told i was gone be a star
she prayed for these chains and exotic cars
exotic weed got me higher than mars
i want it all i can’t settle for less
upgraded my ice to clear vvs
when she see how i’m shining
she getting undressed
i roll up a wood just ease up the stress
you wanna get racks gotta learn to finesse
my brudda told me stay away from them p’s
he wanna see me go and play overseas
i want that sh*t too but i know i need
red bottom shoes and designer jeans
so for now all i know how to do is just eat
hopped off the court and hopped right on these beats
i might turn your wifey into a lil freak
she suck with no hands she get nasty for me

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