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hi-chew (feat. a!ze & jeffrey misfit) - roachkxng lyrics

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the world ain’t never had a place for me
god d*mn
mhm

yeah
the world ain’t never had a place for me
had to make one
i been pushing out the gutter since my day one
they used to make fun
now they dapping me and telling me
they want a placement
we gon’ prove you wrong until our days done

my n*ggas carry blue faces
feel like my mind in a matrix
i feel like bron bron, i’m pacing myself
n*ggas is racing, i’m facing myself
my pain can’t remain on the shelf
all of the struggles i dealt
y’all my kids
mitchie* can you grab me a belt
i’m dripping like alkaline water had just met michael phelps
remember days i was sad
and n0body had helped
and now i’m gold chain swinging on you mini*me’s
you gotta be kidding me
you can not belittle me
okay i came up from nothing
you n*ggas barely started feeling me
stick to myself, i can not let y’all have my energy
looked in the mirror and realized there is not a realer me
us 1… 2… b*tch you boutta see a trilogy
you boys not ready to rumble

sheesh
break crumbs with my boys
cause the bread crumble
brain be getting c*cky
but my heart be staying humble
never gon’ fumble
my mama taught resilience
but this life is equally as evil as my city is
hard to stay up when the world drown ya
man, you faded just to cope with the world round ya
when you in my city better keep that sense round ya
every day i’m bumping tracks till the late hours
yeah, ay
walking outta therapy and puffing on the sour
that’s a big flex
my minds a garden, and the weeds growing
been stressed
i’ma take it back
it’s a blatant fact
when we pull up we too different
we gon make em dash
yeah

mama ain’t raised no saint
no way
i’m just worried bout these zeros
in my mothaf*cking bank
i don’t smoke but when with roach
i hit that roach, you smell the dank
boy i step up on the throne
yeah, i ain’t tripping bout no rank
ay
mama ain’t raised no saint
no way
i’m just worried bout these zeros
in my mothaf*cking bank
i don’t smoke but when with roach
i hit that roach, you smell the dank
boy i step up on the throne
yeah, i ain’t tripping bout no rank
ay

solo dolo
own my whole show
dome on slow mo
low my dough yeah that’s fosho doe
gonzo geeky jojo
don’t know bout tomorrow
toking on tobacco
floating on a back road
boasted on my cash flow
loan it to my craft hope
i can make it back woah
screaming out my name because they ain’t heard
this my year mothaf*cka
mothaf*cka better learn
this the all*star league why you sitting in reserve
i ain’t a peewee to this sh*t man
that’s word
be careful what you tolerate
it’s teaching people how to treat you
a lotta water weight that alcohol will never feed you
we been on they neck it’s probably hard to f*cking breathe through
one take yeah i don’t need a f*cking redo

mama ain’t raised no saint
no way
i’m just worried bout these zeros
in my mothaf*cking bank
i don’t smoke but when with roach
i hit that roach, you smell the dank
boy i step up on the throne
yeah, i ain’t tripping bout no rank
ay
mama ain’t raised no saint
no way
i’m just worried bout these zeros
in my mothaf*cking bank
i don’t smoke but when with roach
i hit that roach, you smell the dank
boy i step up on the throne
yeah, i ain’t tripping bout no rank
ay

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