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oochie wally remix - valdoe lyrics

[intro]
this what we doin
valdoe
yeah haha
n*ggas will not have me with the left out face on this one
had a few bars layin around
so i threw ’em on here right quick
right here

[verse 1]
dark tunnels
lights at the end with a bag there
everybody wanna ride but don’t wanna pay the cab fare
i’m sittin i️n the lab overthinking
and plannin
how to never go back to weed sells
and card scammin
no front door slammin
we keep everything discreet
socially selective
never over speak when we meet
h*lla wolves posin as sheep
iono who these people be
i need some time feel
need some time to think
hot lines on chill
gettin stronger every week
two clips like i’m from memphis
roc*a*fella like i’m bleek
i was raised on the hill
but my family from the streets
my son made me harder
my daughter made me softer
allah give me balance
life is written
and he’s the author
repent for my sins
then count my blessings
never let em see you sweat
my faith keep me from stressin
just showin you the layers
of a complex man
i can k!ll or i can build
i know the power of my hands
like water mixed with sand
you can mold a castle all day
same element in a wave
will ruin your whole play
what i’m tryna say
is it’s all how you do it
be the end of your movement
soon as you add a title to it
terry said do it movin
and i never look back
the past is destroyed
that end of the tunnel is now black
i️’m just speakin facts
(per usual)
but you can rock wit that fake sh*t
if you choose to though
i️’m the rare event
seen plenty like you befo’
an acquired taste
for a select few to enjoy
side eyes all my life
but now i️’m everybody’s boy
but you wasn’t taggin mob on that bench
and dogs only welcome the familiar scents
and in this kennel ain’t no room for a b*tch
you b*tch
on this narrow path
can’t walk with a switch
prototype leader chip
this model don’t glitch
and a retina scan
couldn’t show you who’s the man
a coin toss
wit rick ross
can’t tell you who’s the boss
it’s deeper than rap
and far away from the trap
dora and diego
ain’t got it in they backpack
dna structures
atoms
ions
this and that
my life the grey area
it ain’t white or black
but that’s the deep end
let me bring it back
we can keep it civil
or you still could get smacked
and slow hunnids
gon always be better than
quick racks
my mind elevated
i swished the woods back
all net from half court
used to blow blacks
no newport’s
fifths of grey goose
now it’s water, need two quarts
tryna live long like todd
bcuz lifes too short
suckaz like var why rappin so serious
they the same age rappin for kids
it got me curious
you gon see how they end up too
got me furious
styles like p
cool when i rap like g
re*freak the sh*t that i wrote when i was 13
absorb and observe
eyes up for the serve
we’re goin to the race
me and leroy in the blur
never burnt the clubhouse down over her
i’m like uh huh, finally usin my words
[outro]
(actually, i’ve always had a rather extensive vocabulary)
i’m back outside
(not to mention)
who tryna play?
(a phenomenal grasp of grammar)
haha n0body
(and the superlative command of syntax)
(i simply chose not to employ them)
valdoe
(otayyyy)
valdoe, where you been?
valdoe, where you been?
valdoe, where you been?
valdoe, where you been?
(haha)
in my muthf***in skin

- valdoe lyrics

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