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walk a mile - ysr gramz & ak bandamont lyrics

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[intro: ysr gramz]
(313 mafia)
ysr sh*t

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i just spent ten at golden sun, i got a son now
this n*gga said he ain’t a b*tch no more, he got a gun now
i really love my fn five*seven, got a fun sound
(stupid dog, i ain’t gon’ lie, this b*tch hard)
a n*gga touch a hair on my head, he gon’ get gunned down
that n*gga said he was on my head, i bought a hundred*round
you steady smokin’ out a zip, i just bought a pound
i heard a rap n*gga want a beef, i just bought a cow
my n*gga keep f*ckin’ up the bag, he just let me down
kidd just paid for some p*ssy, it just made me frown
then he showed me his rap check, it just made me smile
my n*gga went to jail for a shooting, he ain’t make a sound
we got dracos and ars when we ride around
you can put your foot in my shoes, you couldn’t walk a mile
use a .38 special when you walk him down (naw, naw, naw)
or use the k, dumbass
my old*head listen to krispylife with a k, granddad (yeah)
i know i talk brazy
i’m a real legend in my hood, i feel like tom brady
these rap n*ggas rod wave ’cause they crybabies
[interlude: ak bandamont]
ayy, speed that b*tch up for me real quick, gang

[verse 2: ak bandamont]
ayy, these n*ggas crybabies
n*gga just waited to catch me his whole life, then he died patient
run inside your trap, i know you snitchin’, you gon’ die anxious
just sacked your quarterback for fifty yards, you see what i’m makin’
my daughter dropped an all*white van, look like a white sp*ceship
got on all balenci’, all black, but got on white laces
got a crib inside her name, she live off me, so why would i chase her?
i just copped some lean, don’t need no drinks, why would i chase it?
i just left the bank with eighty blues, but i see white faces
my neighbor trippin’, she old and white as sh*t, she gon’ die racist
my cousin just turned twenty, got an old soul, he been here nine ages
but he been cooked for half of his life, he seen nine cages
i’m sick of n*ggas talkin’ sh*t with no credentials
if i send a hundred shots at you, it’ll constantly weigh, i feel you
but it only take one to k!ll ’cause i’m so efficient
only sent a hundred ’cause i’m reckless, come see how i’m livin’

[interlude: ak bandamont]
ayy, you can slow that b*tch down now, gang
what up, gramz?
yeah, baglife, n*gga
okay
let me see how i’m finna get this b*tch right quick
alright, i got it
[verse 3: baglife tee]
i don’t do scams, i do grams, come see how i’m livin’
boy, i took my money up to gary, bought a diamond pendant
gramz went and did the same thing, so you know we livin’
yeah, so you know we—
this b*tch said she got some wet p*ssy, told that b*tch to show me
i done did a chain three times, now i want a rollie
brodie asked me do i need a ride? this n*gga in a stolie
this n*gga in a stolie
me and gramz got twin dracs, n*gga, zack and cody
told this b*tch i don’t play games, i am not a sony
me and you cold never be the same ’cause you ask for moany
haha, b*tch, i mean money
i remember bein’ broke, n*gga, like, “i need money”
reach for a chain on my n*gga, i’ma show you something
send his fingers in an envelope like they did sonny
before i ever go broke, n*gga, i’ma rob the public

[outro]
(stupid dog, i ain’t gon’ lie, this b*tch hard)

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