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consider this - tribal young brown lyrics

[verse 1]
consider this how a n*gga was getting rich
while covid 19 was busy k!lling sh*t
there’s no need to wonder anymore twin
yeah i f*cked your b*tch
she told me i had some good d*ck
and after all you really couldn’t make her cum and sh*t
call me chucky n*gga i’m a friend to the end
i f*cked her on my yacht six times
it’s safe to say that p*ssy was mines
not one time was you on her mind
when you tried to get your get back with my bm relax
what the f*ck in your mind made you think your could hit that
you telling her you ain’t scared of me n*gga
please n*gga i’ll have you blind folded tied up
praying on your knees n*gga
deep in your heart you wish you was me
remember a lot of n*ggas die over greed n*gga
[chorus]
consider this consider i was out here f*cking on your b*tch
you was busy in love man i know that sh*t sick
just like youngboy said it really don’t make no sense
no need to be confused yeah you know this a diss
dedicated to you and your b*tch n*gga you a b*tch n*gga
and consider this a diss
[verse 2]
consider this i was f*cking your b*tch while you watch my kid
i slid in her raw dog she was loving my d*ck
both of yall ain’t sh*t you made me rich
if she wanted to give me some p*ssy on top of all of that
well f*ck it than she love me not you n*gga
its sad but true n*gga than i f*cked her cousin and sister
in other words i was getting that p*ssy n*gga
even your brother and the pen know
brown dont play lay n*gga down in the street in board day
n*ggas always talking that hard sh*t on the phone
but deep down really don’t really want no beef at all
after i was done with her i gave her to my team
i put thousands in your pockets you was loving that
cream and im still out here in the street getting that cream
[chorus]
consider this consider i was out here f*cking on your b*tch
you was busy in love man i know that sh*t sick
just like youngboy said it really don’t make no sense
no need to be confused yeah you know this a diss
dedicated to you and your b*tch n*gga you a b*tch n*gga
and consider this a diss
[verse 3]
consider this the family say i should love you
but i mean this with all my heart f*ck you
the truth is we both do a lot of dumb sh*t
like how the h*ll we both fall in love with a worthless b*tch
with all your rap songs you still not rich
sitting in your bm mother house with 8 kids
i bet you doing the same drinking liquor
popping jigs playing the game im here to expose you
because the world don’t know you
you the b*tch in house i bet your bm poke you
remember you told me you was folk too
deuces now blood come on n*gga you just confused
you don’t know what to do you have no direction in life
but being used still lying to yourself everyday saying it’s not true
now be still n*gga i’ll tell you when to move
[chorus]
consider this consider i was out here f*cking on your b*tch
you was busy in love man i know that sh*t sick
just like youngboy said it really don’t make no sense
no need to be confused yeah you know this a diss
dedicated to you and your b*tch n*gga you a b*tch n*gga
and consider this a diss
[verse 4]
consider how i’m a public figure in the eyes of many n*ggas
its a big fact that i’m a reactor to many factors
many people trying to figure out what i’m chasing after
the answer is quite simple i would have did the same thing
if i been you walking in my roovet shoes n*ggas hate my attitude
try to rob me and you would f*ck around and make the news
this ain’t no fake sh*t diamonds on my right hand is worth about
a brick n*ggas around the world still mad because i f*cked they b*tch
i know every time they see the color brown it make them sick i know
every time they see a ups truck pull up they catch a fit
thinking to they self got dame this f*ck n*gga still getting rich
[chorus]
consider this consider i was out here f*cking on your b*tch
you was busy in love man i know that sh*t sick
just like youngboy said it really don’t make no sense
no need to be confused yeah you know this a diss
dedicated to you and your b*tch n*gga you a b*tch n*gga
and consider this a diss
[verse 5]
consider how im a n*gga with bentleys and yachts and sh*t
and at night i have to sleep next to a worthless b*tch
that will f*ck a dirty n*gga because she thirty for d*ck
or she wanted attention and sh*t either way they
choose to betray me when i got sick they could have did that sh*t when i was healthy instead of acting like they wasn’t with it
when a n*gga can’t do for them then they want to end it
call my phone acting like they give a f*ck about they kid and sh*t
but at the end of the night they never cared
when that d*ck was up in them
[outro]
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- tribal young brown lyrics

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