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no days off - roscoe dash lyrics

2.0
1, 2
uh, me too
uh
i ain’t drop sh-t in a minute (yea)
i’m a last to join my vacay (yea)
i gatta be somewhere chillin (yea)
sue foreign bride, sue a varie (yea)
get super faded everyday
comensutra, everyway
now she kickstand on my kickstand
now she on her face like mary kay (woah)
ok, i woke up to the radio (yea)
i heard a lot of me, i never may before (yea)
these theifs all on my speech (yea)
tryin to steal these keys that i’ve been slavin for (yea)
well autotune it sound so bad (yea)
a buncha old n-ggas who are so trash (yea)
with a lot a time to check my old tape (yea)
try to copycat my old swag (yo)
b-tch n-ggas hate (they do)
real n-ggas congradulate (yea)
stay the f-ck up outta my light (skoo)
or a expierence life after fate (yea)
get phone calls about both song (burr)
they say some sound just like you
cause when you can’t afford that ticket (hmm)
then it ain’t a thing to be like you (i guess)
you gatta (yea)
i wonder where they be without em’ (yea)
the hood king, i crown em’ (yea)
can’t swim with sharks but you drownin’ (yea)
and we found em’ (yea)
you don’t write my flow nice (yea)
i’m heroate, you on ice (yea)
you remind me of my b-tch, the only diffrence is she don’t bite
(yea)
i was late for the past few years (yea)
them n-ggas ain’t watch us (nah)
cause the thing about us is dead
and a n-gga gon bossed up in (i did)
they got me crossed up in construe (yea)
we have lived darker the clue (yea)
if you ain’t hip yet then you lose
i’m the man it’s true, it’s ture (it’s true, it’s true)
best words to kurt ango (yea)
these n-ggas ride there n-ggas
i’m like who the f-ck do i blame though (the f-ck)
cause that ain’t how the game goes (nah)
these trannys, they chains broke (quah)
the real n-ggas i f-ck with, and them dirty sl-ts are bangbros (uhm)
lyin’ hoes and bangbros (hmm)
that’s 2 things that i can’t know (nope)
there’s a few n-ggas i can’t know (yea)
try to say what’s up and i ain’t know (yea)
what to say, f-ck a bunch a plays
you been copycattin’, for a bunch a days
i can diss, like em in a bunch a ways
but to express myslef is to much to say so

- roscoe dash lyrics

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