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murdered af - styles p lyrics

cocaine, heroine, handguns and vehicles
money to get fresh knew that i’d receive to it
robbery anything to try to escape poverty
blue bm’s but the guts live the mahogany
down on the pavement for down payment of property
everything is trendy
spinning downtown with this lil chick who’d love to keep a 40 in the fendi
used to rap without the audience
n*ggas think this, you could get clapped without a audience
up in the hood watch the school you put the shorty in
might be thе one that the push em put thе water in
so (?) that fear is a slight chance
gun up in my night pants, weed in my night socks
running in my nike shoes, money in my nightbox
lose or you win n*gga, everytime the dice stop
even the father wons (?) a 50*50 chance
you ain’t live this life n*gga, you ain’t for the dance
but the devil in the ballroom n*ggas clear the mall
not with guns, but with money now
n*gga we need more room
look the cars that the lawyers driving
we ain’t catch no cases my n*gga
i bet we all survive
now im tryna think on a padded to keep the soul alive
c*ck sucking, b*tch ass n*ggas one soul to die
one thing about my cl!ck * my n*ggas all ride

- styles p lyrics

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