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otr freestyle - velly vellz lyrics

[part 1]
grrah
it’s vellz lil’ b*tch
grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah
it’s vellz lil’ b*tch
grrah, grrah
grrah, grrah
[chorus]
look, n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t ever on nothin
give 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 the bowl, come get it from me
you can get it from me, n*gga
but, you know it’s not for free, n*gga
like, can’t wait ’til i see n*ggas
i ain’t ever been less than a g, n*gga
like, when i put down this ski, n*gga
then i promise you don’t wanna be with him, like
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin’ on him
unless my 3 hit him, like
[verse}
grrah, hoodie down it’s that season for k!llers
better stay with your heat through the winter
got some n*ggas that’ll run in your house
tie you up then they eatin your dinner, look
b*tch, i’m posted up where they from
with that rock, and it look like a scene out of thriller
just let me know what the bluffin’ about
’cause i know that your bro ain’t no k!ller
f*ck the [?], free the gang
[?] out the scene, got me goin’ insane
n*gga’s jackin’ 300 for clout, but
you know you ain’t ever take risks with the gang, like
if he don’t got a hit, then you know that n*gga can’t hang
and none of these n*ggas my opps
but, i do see a couple of stains
know they say when it pours it gon’ rain
n*gga, we got them blammers for days
up the hill, n*gga’s mad ’cause they losin’ the war
better go get y’all head in the game
[?] and milli, whos saying?
tryna turn a folk boy to a strain
n*ggas better not play with my name
i done blew every chop
never been out of range
i ain’t switchin for fame
n*ggas thinkin’ they hot
’til that tempature change, look
man, this sh*t not the same
i lost my brother, it fill me with rage
[?] the guys, i remember the days
bring it back, now i give up this fame
rest in lil’ [?] i ball in your name
so you smokin’ on bro?
it’s like callin’ your grave
n*ggas stupid he thinkin’ he brave
i’m like “f*ck it, they fallin’ insane”
and them, oh wait
when we come to that block you know that we got in on flame
if you know you a b*tch better stay off my d*ck
and, you better just stay in your lane
when you speakin’ on dead
better talk in respect
you get shots, we gon’ brodie in vein, look
[chorus 2]
look, n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t ever on nothin
give 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 the bowl, come get it from me
you can get it from me, n*gga
but, you know it’s not for free, n*gga
like, can’t wait ’til i see n*ggas
i ain’t ever been less than a g, n*gga
like, when i put down this ski, n*gga
then i promise you don’t wanna*
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin’ on him
unless my 3 hit him, like
[verse 2]
grrah, [?] my chop never on safety
i’d be d*mned if i let them take me
f*ck 12, they know not to chase me
[?], you know i’m spinnin’ with stacy
{?] ain’t no way they can trace me
i been lookin’ for o’s and [?]
pop a perc’ now a n*gga feel lazy
something tellin’ me “do something crazy”
i be buggin, they know i’m a hothead
it’s a whole lot of n*ggas i done flocked at, look
i took my sh*t ’cause i got that, look
it ain’t a glock? can’t cop that, look
n*ggas been actin like demons
’til those n*gga get shot dead
gotta keep one in the head
know some n*ggas that still would
be here if they c*cked that
these n*ggas know i’m a hothead
.38 won’t jam can’t stop that
smokin’ that boy that got shot dead
n*ggas shooters, but they never flocked that
tell them n*ggas to get off my d*ck
’cause those n*ggas ain’t takin’ no risks
gotta stay with that pole on my hip
i’d be d*mned if i go out like*
[chorus 3]
look, n*ggas don’t bleed how i bleed
n*ggas ain’t ever on nothin
give 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 the bowl, come get it from me
you can get it from me, n*gga
but, you know it’s not for free, n*gga
like, can’t wait ’til i*
i ain’t ever been less than a g, n*gga
like, when i put down this*
then i promise you don’t wanna*
bro tryna bleed n*ggas, i ain’t smokin’ on him
unless my 3 hit him, like
grrah*
[part 2]
[chorus]
i’m too real for a lot of this sh*t
had enough of that sucka sh*t can’t be around that
ain’t no love in this sh*t
gave my all to the streets
and 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 dyin’ 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 it’s time to go slide
they don’t pick up the .9 next
these n*ggas be fake
when that sh*t start to show
it be hard for a n*gga to digest
i know i signed up for the streets
but i really wish sometimes that i ain’t sign that
i just pray 38 get that time back
n*ggas dyin’ wonder if i’m next, look
[verse]
put my all in this sh*t
ima get something back
i don’t care if it’s blood
n*ggas kept showin me
they wasn’t with me
when i was consistently showin them love
i gave my last to a n*gga
i really thought he was my brother
my homie, my thug
got in the jam and he showed me what’s up
found out that he wanted nothin’ above
how you gon’ switch you was really my brother
found out that you was a whole undercover
i gotta go with my gut
i be knowin’ what’s up
but, this sh*t only makin’ me better
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 played myself for a lot of this sh*t
i shoulda been put a stop to this sh*t
i think these n*gga be really forgettin
who really put on
at the top of this sh*t
lot of the guys wish i was here
’cause i wouldn’t really go through a lot of this sh*t
i wouldv’e tatted y’all names on my body
so everyone know ima die for this sh*t
[chorus 2]
i’m too real for a lot of this sh*t
had enough of that sucka sh*t can’t be around that
ain’t no love in this sh*t
gave my all to the streets
and 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 dyin’ 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 it’s time to go slide
they don’t pick up the .9 next
these n*ggas be fake
when that sh*t start to show
it be hard for a n*gga to digest
i know i signed up for the streets
but i really wish sometimes that i ain’t sign that
i just pray 38 get that time back
n*ggas dyin’ wonder if i’m next, look
n*ggas dyin’ wonder if i’m next, look
[verse 3 * best part]
i told a.i that we gon’ see better days
took the money myself ima dedicate
i ain’t finna keep givin’ my breath away
n*ggas ain’t on my time ima seperate
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
anytime i end up in a cell
ima 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 [if], you feel a way
my gun stay hot, like the end of may
n*ggas doin’ this sh*t to look good on the net
i be tryin’ to make sure that i get away
and these n*ggas can say what the want
but, they know on bro ima throw like tampa bay
i just hope that my .9 never jam up
tell ’em free al the guys at he slammer
and milli was ther to give bro all that time
for that sh*t he was only a tear
when you just see that you gotta do 200 months
i bet it make the toughest n*gga tear up
and if that n*gga told on the gang
i bet you won’t see that f*ck n*gga near us
grrah
d*mn, sheesh
hahaha
sheesh

- velly vellz lyrics

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