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intro - taysav lyrics

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[intro * taysav]
gang (tfg)
gang
gang (it’s pbg)
tfg, let’s get it
uh, i’onno what the f*ck y’all heard
and i’onno what the f*ck y’all thought
but, y’all gon’ find this sh*t out
wait hol’ on

[verse]
lavishly livin’ my life on the edge
f*ckin’ that b*tch from the couch to the bed
n*ggas know what i said
n*ggas that was wit’ me was out here on bikes and was ridin’ on bags
don’t want to kick it, i don’t got no labels
so if a b*tch want to f*ck me she gon’ have to beg
all my n*ggas insane like they don’t take they meds
i just pray to my god we don’t go to the feds
like a n*gga be melly, i don’t got no feeling
i won’t let you k!ll me, i’m packin’ this semi
you thinkin’ i’m lackin’ you cappin’
it’s with me, them ratchets, it’s packin’, them gases be spilling
you try actin’ silly, them gats gon’ get emptied
then reload the clip and get right back to empty
they know i’m on go because pappy is in me
anywhere that i go you know pappy is wit’ me
so stop actin’ like you don’t know this sh*t
if i want i’m gon’ blow this b*tch, can’t control this b*tch
from the pole where it’s cold as brisk
so i had to get a colder wrist, and some colder kits
n*ggas switch cuz’ they hoes n’ sh*t
n*ggas snitch get exposed n’ sh*t
boy you tote some sh*t
in the blood let me hold some sh*t
i’mma be on the roll and sh*t til’ i soldier sh*t
i was charged never fall under pressure though
never change on a n*gga out the weather though
if it’s cold out better bring a sweater bro
wack a n*gga guess he shoulda had a better coat
pappy gang really be about the cheddar though
try to run up boy you gon’ have nowhere to go
n*ggas broke and we really doin’ better though
i ain’t never been a job boy it’s h*lla slow

b*tches on b*tches the only thing race with me
i don’t got no enemies, cause’ they all memories
n*ggas get snapped but pretend they’s infinite
bullets gon’ hit you just like a’ epiphany
say you gon’ k!ll me lil boy are you kiddin’ me
none of you n*ggas as long as this gliz wit’ me
all of you n*ggas is lookin’ real kids to me
looking real starving i’m healthy as{?]
i’m takin’ trips, them n*ggas excusin’ me
you should just do you because i’m just doin’ me
b*tch on my d*ck wish say she wish it was two of me
aim at the bed that sh*t don’t get through to me
lotta you n*ggas is lookin’ real new to me
askin’ for sh*t like you really been cool wit me
all in my face tryna talk about foolery
run through the school and the field with that jewel on me
dodgin’ the cases, the stick, and the bases
the federal agent just touchin’ on bases (reloading)
remember shotta that hoe dropped a statement
cuz on the beginning he got dropped on the pavement
now my brother in that sh*t, boss j a witness
say he ain’t did that sh*t, so now he in that b*tch
so when he come home he gon’ f*ck any n*gga b*tch
big ass punani could make any n*gga twitch
stop actin’ crazy, boy we are off 80
pull up to ya crib and shoot at yo’ two ladies

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