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intro - squizzy lyrics

i’m losing my thugs it’s part of the streets
can’t take any drugs cause i’mma be sleep
broke n*ggas love to stay in some beef
they get ’em a buzz then die in the street
i learned from my cuz don’t need a co*d
how can i trust?
these n*ggas police
if push come to shove she know i’mma leave
you know what it was you f*ckin’ with me
she f*ckin’ with me but i’m f*ckin’ with 3
they all got a piece of my heart on my sleeve
i know these n*ggas be plotting on me
your b*tch run her mouth when she not on her knees
i’m really coming from poverty
chasing my goals like a soccеr team
remembеr them nights it was hard to sleep
so deep in this sh*t it get hard to breathe
i told my lil b*tch i can’t go on no dates
f*ck making wishes i’m blowing this cake
my stripper b*tch dance on the pole for the cake
i’m on the block with a pole on my waist
i got og and you know it’s grade a
cee sold a b took a plea with the state
undercover police trying catch ’em a case
all rats gotta die we be using the snakes
new ice in my ears
i’m fighting my fears
she know i don’t front
now i’m striking her rear
i’m toting my gun
ain’t no fighting in here
suck my d*ck like a thumb
ain’t no biting in here
my circle too small
we ain’t f*ckin’ with squares
got rid of the weight i ain’t eating no pears
2016 we had on cartier’s
and i still couldn’t see all them snakes reappear

in love with the green i ain’t sipping no lean
i’m selling drugs
i ain’t selling no dreams
got a whole lot of girls and they say i’m too mean
i don’t take ’em on dates
i just take off they jeans
33 in the glock i’mma dunk like kareem
empty the clip leave ’em dead on the scene
a home body b*tch she the girl of my dreams
we don’t never go out, i just dig in her spleen
yea you one of a kind and its hard to replace
but that sh*t slow if you think i’mma chase
i ain’t catching feelings, i might catch a case
for holding this iron and burning your face
don’t ever eat without saying your grace
don’t let them b*tches find out where you stay
same hustle all week, switching the days
we work overtime
twenty*five eight

- squizzy lyrics

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