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lit - skyhxgh lyrics

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hook:
i’m in the coupe, riding round wid ma n-gg-s
i’m in the mood, riding round with my b-tches
if you looking for trouble. don’t f-ck around with my hittas
all of ma n-gg- be lit… yeah all of ma n-gg-s be lit

verse 1:
told ma b-tch to keep a distance
gotta work for them figures
rolled me up some some swishers
in the stu wit my n-gg-s
we on our way for sho my n-gg-
promissed my momma to blow my n-gg-
promissed my n-gg-s to glow my hitta
promissed my self the dough ma n-gg-
i hit the streets with my chains on
i hold the nine with my rings on
i need a benz and a wraith soon
k!llin n-gg-s like im jason
kickin flows like im raekwon
dolla signs gotta make some
i hit the drank now ma face numb
she hit the c-ke she need mo b-mps
she the hottest.. oh she the hottest
she only care about her drugs im jus being honnet
as soon as she run out she be down for another
i ain’t blame her cuh like me she be looking for some commas yeayeah!
she lonely on her feels. i’m out here working deals
she hate the be alone but i’m busy with the bills
u on ma mind like 24/7 yeayeah

hook:
i’m in the coupe, riding round wid ma n-gg-s
i’m in the mood, riding round with my b-tches
if you looking for trouble. don’t f-ck around with my hittas
all of ma n-gg- be lit… yeah all of ma n-gg-s be lit

verse 2:
24 that’s the muhf-ckkn block
shouts to all ma’ n-gg-s that be down wid the drugs
flip them kilos then i load up the truck
risk it all just to get outta the trap.. the fake dunno wussap.. yeah the fake dunno wussap.. yeah
i been out here for years. seen alot blood n tears
seen alotta broken kids. crying crying outta fear
streets done changed them n-gg-s
but they ain’t to blame ma n-gg-
the street the b-tch ma n-gg-
that b-tch make u switch ma n-gg-
follow ya path… follow ya path.. don’t fall fo that..
grind for the stash ..follow the cash.. go hard for that!

(trill talking)
see all that bullsh-t, don’t lead nowhere… better get that muhf-ckin money n sh-t.. all that street life, all that street sh-t…don’t get you nowhere.. either jail… or death

hook:
i’m in the coupe, riding round wid ma n-gg-s
i’m in the mood, riding round with my b-tches
if you looking for trouble. don’t f-ck around with my hittas
all of ma n-gg- be lit… yeah all of ma n-gg-s be lit

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