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déja vu. - remy banks lyrics

[intro: remy banks]
[?]
no disrespect, this is not yours
at all
at all
at all
look, listen

[verse 1: remy banks]
the power i possess is still feared i [?]
i be in my chambers, cooking like merlin, it’s magic: the gathering
float down the block in the g*wagon smoking like dragons do
bass so loud you could feel the earth shattering, caught rattling too
[?], f*ck what you averging
i read your m*n*script, to summarize, you soft as a madeleine
you wasn’t built for this
the art of breaking down units to fragments, dawg i been mastered it, [?] staggering
no room for squares at my round table
you ain’t in tune keep it sp*cial, my whole team graceful, been loyal since the cradle
hit the blunt four timеs, switch the mind like a dreidеl
accept the truths while deciphering fables cuz every angle be different
them terracotta*painted villas in my vision
sicilian country sides, [?] like edna off in the distance
i ain’t neo, all this was destined though, the matrix ain’t glitching
it feel like deja vu keep, seeing me winning
i know it’s sickening
[interlude: ?]
we back outside rem
they counting us outta here
and all we did was keep giving [?] to run with
nowadays it’s hard to know who’s real when everyone got [?] on their faces
i be feeling like the devil in the sky and he, she, or they come in different shapes, sizes, and races
and it always be the same type of people that won’t commend you in public
because [?] forget how they spoke about you in private
when it comes to loyalty, stay solid
when it comes to morals, be honest
life’s a b*tch but keep grinding
so keep grinding my n*gga

[verse 2]
let the loop spin
no way to waste but this sh*t kick
the right amount of bounce a n*gga need now im in my zone with the blunt lit
remy banks a household name like the ruth’s chris
always talked about, never in the mix
trying to make this paper, hand over fist
these lil dunns thinking they big really like mighty max
bent out of shape cuz i was saying facts, fronted with the style,need to pay a tax
turn my pockets on [?]
turn my back soon as they hand fronting
acting like they got a palm full of gold on the other hand they really holding nothing
see right through the bluff, [?] like [?]
[?] like a freethrow, just being me but the cash flow
in beverly hills, [?] not enough [?] turbo, looking like cheeko
[?] swerving through traffic like we got a cheat code, blasting faneto, i’m out yo
i’m out yo

- remy banks lyrics

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