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on the radar freestyle pt.2 - velly vellz lyrics

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grrah
it’s [?] lilb*tch
grrah
grrah
grrah grrah
it’s [?] lil b*tch
grrah grrah
grrah grrah

( chorus 1 )
look , n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t never on nothing
life gave me lemons i got me a squeeze
heard that your brother got hit up , i’m with the k!ller sippin on lean
never the man in the middle , you want a bowl come get it from me
you could get it from me n*gga but you know that it’s nothing for free n*gga , like
can’t wait till i see n*ggas , i ain’t never been less than a g n*gga , like
when i pull down this ski n*gga then i promise you dont wanna be with em like
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin on em unless my 3 hit em like
grah
( verse 1 )
hoodie down it’s the season for k!llers
better stay with ya heat through the winter
got some n*ggas that’ll run in your house , tie you up then they eating ya dinner
look , b*tch i post up where f*ck with that rock
and it look like a scene outta thriller
just let me know what the bluffin about cause i know that ya bro ain’t no k!ller
f*ck the judge free the gang
sh*t not the same got me going insane
n*ggas jackin 300 for clout boy you know you ain’t never take risks with the gang like
if he don’t got a hit , then you know that that n*gga can’t hang
and ain’t none of these n*ggas my opps but i do see a couple of stains
know they say it’s gone pour when it rain
n*gga we got umbrellas for days
up the hill n*ggas mad cause they losing the war better go get yall head in the game
velly osama & milly hussein
tryna turn a f*ck boy to a strain
n*ggas better not play with my name
i done blew every chop , never been in the range

( verse 2 )
i ain’t switchin for fame , n*ggas thinkin they hot till that temperature change look
man this sh*t not the same , i lost my brother it fill me with rage
long live the guys i remember them days
bring them back now , i’ll give up this fame
rest up lil berry i ball in ya name
say you smokin on bro is like callin ya grave
n*gga stupid he thinkin he brave
i’m like f*ck it they fallin the same [?]
when we come to the block cause you know that we got it on flame
if you know you a b*tch betta stay off my d*ck & you better just stay in ya lane
when you speakin on dice betta talk on respect
you get shots [?] on brodie in vein
( chorus 1 )
look , n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t never on nothing
life gave me lemons i got me a squeeze
heard that your brother got hit up , i’m with the k!ller sippin on lean
never the man in the middle , you want a bowl come get it from me
you could get it from me n*gga but you know that it’s nothing for free n*gga , like
can’t wait till i see n*ggas , never been less than a g n*gga , like
when i pull down this ski n*gga then i promise you won’t wanna
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin on em unless my 3 hit em like
grah

( verse 3 )
one up top it ain’t never on safety
i’ll be d*mned if i’m lettin them take me
f*ck 12 they know not to chase me
with his b*tch now i’m spinnin with stacy
.38 ain’t no way they could trace me
i been lookin for officer bracy
pop a perc now a n*gga feel lazy
something tellin me do something crazy
i be buggin they know im a hot head
it’s a whole lotta n*ggas i flocked at
look , i talk my sh*t cause i got that
look , it ain’t a glock he ain’t copped yet
look , n*ggas be actin like n*ggas be demons
till them lil n*ggas get shot dead
gotta keep one in the head , know some n*ggas that still a be here if they c*cked that
these n*ggas know im a hot head
.38 won’t jam can’t stop that
smokin that boy that got shot dead
n*ggas shootas but they never flocked back
tell them n*ggas to get off my d*ck
cause them n*ggas ain’t takin no risks
gotta stay with that pole on my hip
i be d*mned if i go out like
( chorus 1 )
n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t never on nothing
life gave me lemons i got me a squeeze
heard that your brother got hit up , i’m with the k!ller sippin on lean
never the man in the middle , you want a bowl come get it from me
you could get it from me n*gga but you know that it’s nothing for free n*gga , like
can’t wait till i , i ain’t never been less than a g n*gga , like
when i pull down this , then i promise you won’t wanna
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin on em unless my 3 hit em like
grah

( chorus 2 )
im too real for a lot of this sh*t , had enough of that sucker sh*t can’t be around that
ain’t no love in this sh*t , gave my all to the streets & that sh*t never gave me a dime back
if we brothers then we should be winnin together this sh*t shouldn’t feel like a contest
n*ggas dying i wonder if i’m next
keep a pole i ain’t ready to die yet
n*ggas act like they down for the ride , when its time to go slide they dont pick up the nine next
all these n*ggas be fake , when that sh*t start to show it be hard for a n*gga to digest
and i know i signed up for streets but i really wish sometime i ain’t sign that
i just pray 38 get that time back
n*ggas dying i wonder if im next

( verse 4 )
look , put my all in this sh*t ima get something back give a f*ck if it’s blood
n*ggas kept showing me they wasn’t with me while i was consistently showing them love
i gave my last to a n*gga , i really thought he was my brother , my homie , my thug
got in a jam & he showed me wassup
found out he wasn’t none of the above
how you gone switch you was really brother
found out that you was a whole undercover
i gotta go with my gut i be knowin wassup but this sh*t only makin me better
i swear i seen the red flags in these n*ggas
but i thought that we could just get it together
i thought that we would be better together
showed me the truth better later than never
i blame myself for a lot of this sh*t
i shoulda been put a stop to this sh*t
i think these n*ggas be really forgettin who really put on , who the top of this sh*t
long live the guys really wish yall was here cause i really wouldn’t go through a lot of this sh*t
i went & tatted yall names on my body so every one know ima die for this sh*t

( chorus 2 )
im too real for a lot of this sh*t , had enough of that sucker sh*t can’t be around that
ain’t no love in this sh*t , gave my all to the streets & that sh*t never gave me a dime back
if we brothers then we should be winnin together this sh*t shouldn’t feel like a contest
n*ggas dying i wonder if i’m next
keep a pole i ain’t ready to die yet
n*ggas act like they down for the ride , when its time to go slide they dont pick up the nine next
all these n*ggas be fake , when that sh*t start to show it be hard for a n*gga to digest
and i know i signed up for streets but i really wish sometime i ain’t sign that
i just pray 38 get that time back
n*ggas dying i wonder if im next look

n*ggas dying i wonder if im next look

( verse 5 )
i told a.i. that we gone see better days
to the money myself ima dedicate
i ain’t finna keep giving my breath away
n*ggas ain’t on my time ima separate
and i think that it’s time that i set it straight
ima blow by myself i ain’t never need help so i don’t give a f*ck if you feel a way
any i time i end up in a cell i be there by myself , i don’t need n*ggas anyway
i swear most of these n*ggas just in the way
got a clip full of hollows you feel a way
swear my gun stay hot like the end of may
n*ggas doin this sh*t to look good on the net , i be tryna make sure that i get away
these n*ggas could say what they want but on bro n*ggas know that im throwin like tampa bay
i just pray that my nine never jam up
tell ’em free all the guys out the slammer
and milly was there they gave bro all that time for that sh*t he was only a tear up
when they judge say you gotta do 200 months i bet the toughest n*gga tear up
and if that n*gga told on the gang then i bet you won’t see that f*ck n*gga near us
grrah

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