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last response - sheemy lyrics

[intro]
yo, he said he was gonna come to my crib and what?
hahaha, baow baow baow
yo, word to my dead, this ain’t a diss, you heard
i ain’t dissin’ no more, this is a f*ckin’ response
word to my mother, last one too
word to bro, i get active, hahaha
word to bro n*gga, free all the f*ckin’ bros, n*gga

[chorus]
word to bro, i get active
better ask what else came with these scratches
that ain’t really y’all money, stop cappin’
n*ggas fresh home, suckin’ d*ck for reaction
i don’t know why they gettin’ me started
wanna troll, i’mma take it the farthest
slide to my lo’, i’mma show you r*t*rded
kick in my door, you gon’ die on this carpet, merch

[verse]
jit got booked and start runnin’ y’all mouth
n*ggas know what went down in that house
never fold, n*ggas know what we ’bout
like, free [?], mr. in and he out
it’s a function, i’m clearing it out
really a demon, don’t care ’bout no clout
really a factor, look at the count
lil’ bro just called, said he almost en route
boy got*, said word to his dead that he didn’t
i guess he a liar
heard son got shot in his back, start b*tchin’
n*ggas start singin’, mariah
everybody talk tough ’til we pop out
made n*ggas wanna retire
last n*gga got burnt thinkin’ he tough
’til he got hit with that fire
yeah, i don’t wanna diss ’cause i’m jackin’ they ‘jects, yeah, i won’t even lie
for that track, i just gotta respond
after this, we could put all feelings aside
we ain’t opps if n0body died
ask the opps how many times did we slide
ask the opps how many times that we came through stompin’
made n*ggas loved ones cry
word to bro, and we militant
if he give us the lo’, we landin’
try to run, let ’em chance it
know he was hit by the way he start dancin’
love my gun, we romantic
whenever i’m mad, she throw tantrums
throw the beam on, green lantern
don’t talk much, i don’t banter, b*tch
[chorus]
word to bro, i get active
better ask what else came with these scratches
that ain’t really y’all money, stop cappin’
n*ggas fresh home, suckin’ d*ck for reaction
i don’t know why they gettin’ me started
wanna troll, i’mma take it the farthest
slide to my lo’, i’mma show you r*t*rded
kick in my door, you gon’ die on this carpet, merch

[verse 2]
like, n*ggas gotta stay in they place
last n*gga dissed fell right on his face
couple chops, we ain’t leave us a trace
if i don’t got the glocks then i don’t feel safe
catch a hit then fly out of state
stay with some demons, let ’em play
we tote sticks n*gga, everyday
outside daily, n*gga, feel a way

- sheemy lyrics

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