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swoosh (intro) - smoove'l lyrics

[intro]
shout out to that young n*gga f*ckin’ it up in brooklyn (haha)
man, let me tell you, this lil’ n*gga hard
[?] the f*ckin’ house, boy
this sh*t for the streets
he go by the name of smoove’l ()
listen to this, n*gga
i’m tellin’ you (f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?), i’m tellin’ you, b*tch (they know how i’m comin’)
yeah, yeah, yeah, mm
oh*oh*oh*oh (let’s go)
[verse 1]
i was tryna eat (oh*oh)
everybody had gave up on me (they gave up)
i was lookin’, they play hard to see (they play hard)
i done went to get back on my feet (back on my feet)
[?]
learnin’ everybody ain’t your friend (they ain’t your friend)
tough times don’t last, tough people do
i start to begin to win (i start to begin to win), yeah

[chorus]
bro wouldn’t givе me the wave, i wantеd to ball too (i wanted to ball too)
you know you did it to yourself, can’t be mad i ignore you (can’t be mad i ignore you), yeah
already feel i’m on top, feel like i’m on route (feel like i’m on route)
arms out when i needed help, you wouldn’t fall through ([?] made it, you wouldn’t fall through)
i was standin’ by the corner store lookin’ left and right ’cause i’m in a war
gettin’ more bags, doin’ less talk
on my ig, know the opps stalk
i got ’em scared like i’m jeepers creepers
all that down talk, you think i ain’t peep it?
and they mad aside, know they suckin’, t**thin’
on my dead homies, i’ma ball in neiman’s (oh*oh*oh*oh)

[verse 2]
if you really my n*gga i’ma give you a bag even if you do not need it (no, no, no)
i can’t walk in no slippers, the pigs on my ass, the law, i be tryna beat it (bah)
her panties go down, i’ma give her some rounds, i steady f*ck like a demon (skrrt)
i be ridin’ ’round, then you hear a, “baow,” you know that it was them demons (bah*bah)
they be all bark, no bite (uh)
i don’t reply, it be on site
i’m goin’ way up, no kite (i’m goin’ way up)
i cannot lay up tonight (i cannot lay up)
young n*gga be gettin’ bags like the garbage (mm)
she clean the rug up, i’m the carpet (sweep)
that p*ssy say, “push,” i’ma go and start it (vroom)
never do small, hangin’ with the largest ([?] made it, yeah)
knock off her makeup, left it on my pillow
they tell me, “calm down,” i can’t chill, though (no)
cargo tippin’ over, grab the wheel, though (ooh)
i am a legend, will smith, willow (will smith, willow)
runnin’ these streets you will have some frenemies
no way they gon’ put a end to me
he lovin’ her beauty, his balance low, now he wonderin’ why they call me a beast (yeah, ayy, yeah)
[chorus]
bro wouldn’t give me the wave, i wanted to ball too (i wanted to ball too)
you know you did it to yourself, can’t be mad i ignore you (can’t be mad i ignore you), yeah
already feel i’m on top, feel like i’m on route (i feel like i’m on route)
arms out when i needed help, you wouldn’t fall through (you wouldn’t fall through)
i was standin’ by the corner store lookin’ left and right ’cause i’m in a war (i was standin’ by the corner store)
gettin’ more bags, doin’ less talk
on my ig, know the opps stalk (i know they stalk)
i got ’em scared like i’m jeepers creepers
all that down talk, you think i ain’t peep it?
and they mad aside, know they suckin’, t**thin’
on my dead homies, i’ma ball in neiman’s ([?] made it, swish)

- smoovel lyrics

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