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strainz - swope lyrics

big b.s.f., huh
(things change, time is slippin’ away)
(i look different every day)
(i keep on grindin’ from dawn to dusk)
i made this sh*t look good, this sh*t really ugly though
(they know the name, and my city show me love)
(sayin’ one day this gon’ pay off)
(sh*t, well i hope it does)

ah, they gon’ say the money changed me
but i’ma say the haters did it
i watched them suckas bend the rules
but what i do? forgave them n*ggas
makin’ movies, i played the villain
shakin’, movin’, makin’ millions
money callin’, my line beepin
i had to tell them to wait a minute, uh
felipe steak from tabelscr*pz
i don’t lie when makin’ raps, enough dough’ saved up that
i can pay the label back
overseas tourin’, i’m stayin’ at a paris hilton
then a few weeks later, a n*gga ran into paris hilton
i made cocaine, aroma smoke
we never got diplomas though
the president, that makin’ drugs legal
that’s who i’m votin’ for
you know b.s.f. the stamp, n*gga
these k!llers uncontrollable
the hip*hop police with my mug shot for these quotables
s*class, the new one, the model
pillows in the back and the rugs so soft
can’t wear your shoes when we ride
i’m used to beef, all they do is some hollows
keep playin’, we got hand grenades
shaped like don julio bottles
it’s butch, n*gga

things change, time is slippin’ away
i look different every day
i keep on grindin’ from dawn to dusk
they know the name, and my city show me love
sayin’ one day this gon’ pay off
sh*t, well i hope it does
containing freedom takes more than a chain
knowing pain come with gain
and my son’s gon’ settle the dust
a snake watchin’ every step that you take
so if i got up a k, it’s at your brain
i’m just prayin’ it bust

fresh in the game, i went from the bottom
shortly i came for the top of it
you suckers, is lacking the confidence
im spittin’ the truth through esophagus
and those tryin’ slide in my lane, it ain’t never faze me
sh*t is a joke, i’ll come for your throat on some slaughter sh*t, y’all went from the throne to sarcophagus
comin’ a long way from that ramon
to blunt smoke at benihana’s
crew comin’ right behind us
b*tch, we all hungry, they piranhas
smoking on top shelf while i’m drivin
im with a bad b*tch, no primadonna
she referred as my queen, then she call me your hindus
flowin’ with mr. pyrex, it’s gettin’ hard to digest
and if it ain’t about the check, well then i left it on read
just like the butcher, b*tch, i’ll come for your neck
i’ll cut that sorry sh*t you sayin’ out from under your breath
then have you shipped to the set
until there’s nothin’ f*ckin’ left
but your finger as my pendant
stud the tip with bridgett’s, i’m usin’ you just to flex
from the beginnin’, always knew i was obsessed
i’m skippin’ the nuance, f*ck what you on
spit the sh*t from my chest, what’s next

things change, time is slippin’ away
i look different every day
i keep on grindin’ from dawn to dusk
they know the name, and my city show me love
sayin’ one done this gon’ pay off sh*t
well, i hope it does
containing freedom takes more than a chain
knowin’ pain, come with gain
and my son’s gon’ settle the dust
a snake watchin’ every step that you take
so if i gotta up a k, it’s at your brain
i’m just prayin’ it bust

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