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why - yns corey lyrics

[intro]
oh, oh yeah
oh yeah, oh yeah (oh)
oh yeah, oh yeah
come on, oh yeah (come on)
oh yeah (come on), oh yeah (come on)
oh yeah (come on), oh yeah (come on)
(yo, twin), come on

[chorus]
how can i change? i’m the one influencin’ n*ggas (influencin’ n*ggas)
like why they keep on shootin’? tried to run away, i ain’t know it was two of them n*ggas
like why they be dissin’ on instagram like they gangster? we used to bully them n*ggas
talk bad about me on instagram, in real life, you was just chewin’ a n*gga
way i drive the ‘cat in my neighborhood, probably think about suin’ a n*gga (yeah)
i’m a real player, i’ma still f*ck both of them hoes even though i knew they sisters (yeah)
in the mall, i seen an opp, but i had spared him, i already knew he was p*ssy (knew he was p*ssy)
plenty bullets inside your clip, but you got your hands up, that’s how i know you a rookie (know you a rookie)
you want me to do the show, just give me a thousand, n*gga, just come on and book me (come on and book me)
the way my diamonds hit, i don’t know if you tryna rob me or you just lookin’ (can’t tell)
12 get behind me, on god, i’m dippin’
grab the switch tight, won’t hit civilians (brrt)
try to take him out the streets, get him some money, i guess he still stealin’

[verse 1]
leave the amg broke, i know we rich, f*ck ’round and still k!ll it (yeah, yeah)
eddie died two years ago, it’s been a minute, but i still feel it
for everybody dissin’ on my bro, i hope you rot in h*ll
better hope that god get to you first, i see you, i’m droppin’ sh*lls
they hit them lights, keep on drivin’, we don’t stop for 12
don’t let him fool you, he ain’t no gangster, he just like to yell
if he a rat, you cannot change him, he just like to tell
i thought i died when i got shot, almost like to fail
i’m paranoid, gun in my hand, i don’t wanna hear i’m trippin’
you know what you did, just stand on business, i’m comin’ for blood, i don’t want forgiveness
don’t get caught slippin’ inside my city, this sh*t’ll get wicked (yeah)
i’ll turn a girl up, give her ten thousand just to start up a business (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
how can i change? i’m the one influencin’ n*ggas (influencin’ n*ggas)
like why they keep on shootin’? tried to run away, i ain’t know it was two of them n*ggas
like why they be dissin’ on instagram like they gangster? we used to bully them n*ggas
talk bad about me on instagram, in real life, you was just chewin’ a n*gga
way i drive the ‘cat in my neighborhood, probably think about suin’ a n*gga (yeah)
i’m a real player, i’ma still f*ck both of them hoes even though i knew they sisters (yeah)
in the mall, i seen an opp, but i had spared him, i already knew he was p*ssy
plenty bullets inside your clip, but you got your hands up, that’s how i know you a rookie
you want me to do the show, just give me a thousand, n*gga, just come on and book me (yeah)
the way my diamonds hit, i don’t know if you tryna rob me or you just lookin’ (bling)
12 get behind me, on god, i’m dippin’
grab the switch tight, won’t hit civilians (brrt)
try to take him out the streets, get him some money, i guess he still stealin’

[verse 2]
run the racks up to the top, i ain’t goin’ back on the block
better be in a fast car if you slide, got guns that make it stop, yeah
halfway a rapper and halfway in the streets, it’s hard for me to drop
police on my ass, i ain’t even batman, n*gga, f*ck the cops
you can get you a bag and your friends, i don’t care what’s the cost
i got her ridin’, bless her, she tell her friends she f*ckin’ with a boss
you look way better naked, baby, take it off
i know my family tired of waitin’, now i’m takin’ off
lil wop died, i ain’t heal yet
they got a clue i’m finna blow like why i ain’t sign no deal yet?
i put this on kayla son, i was twelve years old with a kel*tec
i ain’t trippin’, that ain’t nothin’ new
i’m tired of these cap*ass n*ggas keep sayin’ what they got, n*ggas ain’t show me proof
won’t back down for n0body, i don’t care if we gon’ lose
tryna make sure that it’s somethin’ good next time if i make the news
i’m hardhead, i don’t listen, i don’t give a f*ck about the rules
the streets taught me a lot, you gotta watch the way you move
it’s a lot that’s on my mind, might take a day and book me a cruise
i said she was havin’ my baby, then pulled out, april fools
i don’t know how to trust my feelings, so i put lean in the juice
you play with me and you gon’ lose your life, buddy better cool

- yns corey lyrics

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