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levels - skeamz lyrics

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levels

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my n-ggas don’t play we at intermission, hot as sh-t i stay in the kitchen
stay on money missions palm itching so my wrist will glycerin
b-tches talk but they don’t ever listen
if she throw that -ss like she pitchin at my compet-tion
bet that f-ck n-gga come up missin
i’m a real g you rendition you faker then some hair extensions
talking real sh-t so pay attention not mention
way too faded need a intervention, cutting hoes like it was tension
close to the streets like car wit a low suspension
my henchmen ain’t scared to catch a sentence
probaby on richmond highway
a guy with a 9 walked out his driveway
decided he would take lives today
close one eye red dot ya topay
i gotcha like lupe, its suicide tuesday, i’m shooting like 2k
dunk you with concrete shoes like mj
hope you sink and you suffocate
nurse can’t resuscitate you i’m the sh-t so i deficate
money over b-tches dats a definite
wake up early for dis cake dats a wake n bake
pocket overweight pop yours make dat sh-t deflate
all about paps you sorry man dat sh-t too late
snitch cut your throat you leak like a lake
great your b-tch stuck to me like tape
real late so they lock up the zone gate
and a fake get trapped and he can’t escape
got the foamposites bet they gone fit
hit a quick l1ck on a b-tch gimmie all ya chips
take a cheese brick from a cracker you salty ritz
she just suck d-ck and take duck face pics
think ya sl1ck take ya zip off of my strip
don’t gimmie lip bet that clip gonna letta rip
swag too legit i don’t slip i got heavy grip
every bars spit like c0ke hope its gonna flip
feel like scarface if he didn’t shoot manny
and k!lled the columbians and moved from miami
hand me a b-tch with a fat f-nny
pop her like a zanny my stroke’s uncanny
ain’t a man think you one though like a tranny
snitching is illegal like government banning
she call me baby like a nanny
all on me like i’m tanning cause the pipe she demanding
the realest n-gga the dmv just have ever seen
so fly catch it like it was a disease
think you immune no system aiming right at your spleen
money long like my d-ck stretch like a limousine
raps are necessity cook crack know the recipe
testing me you must be trippin off of the ecstasy
swag threatening fresh to death murder 2nd degree
no arresting me fresh as h-ll if the feds see me
i want the root of all evil hit a l1ck on the devil
hard body like metal to me your just a pebble
g-ssed up got my foot heavy on the pedal
tryna tell you b-tch -ss n-ggas they was levels

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