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menace - yung sars lyrics

what would you hate me
feeding the street with my rap onna daily
dropping the flow you feeling the vibe

she got a thing i want it so bad
baby you fine come sit on my lap
she got a thing i want it so bad
baby you fine com sit on my lap

thought he getting sponsors by marcumery
make his outfit change colors with elderberry
32 shot boy don’t be counting them number
remember them day when it money or murder
i got a b*tch that be posted on tha corner
who got a b*tch that be f*cking on camera
money is money depend how you made it
the problem the people who hate that you made it
i’m from a hood where n0body safe
somebody please put that boy inna safe
loyalty forbidden in dangerous place
i know some n*gga who stay on the run
shoot em in public get down from the heli
tho it get worst when you locked in a c*ckpit
shawty outside waiting in a rare

trow up a party gave out addy
gate fee the prize of your anxiety
dripping and sliding the way i be flexing
gucci gabbana all in one body
for the women who love n*gga with money
f*ck thotiana in front of the homies
free all my n*gga the stuck with no p*ssy
riding or dying for my n*gga they family
i’m who i am never switch up for fantasy
you once’s sat beside me that was year ago i’m my memory
some of my classmates got babies age the age of who gave a sh*t
zella don’t even work in my phone don’t ask me for a thing u never gave to me

brodie in jail for having a drum on em
ak’s and choppa they both take a body
he working for 12 them secret society
heard he nuisances to the f*cking society

b*tches will text you once in a month
ask for a dollar she back on the run
tho my pocket is full as it get in the summer
rather be a fool who spend rack on design
most of you b*tch can’t even unwrap them design
claiming your n*gga got like he be on the gram
gangster in disguise never heard of the boy
he need more potentials depends on his followers

n0body moving like kodak he one of them goat
made it outta jail got announced by the news
i just be rapping and popping them pill
he’s last name envy they watch what i do
i’ve been outside since the very first moon
so make up your mind who goin pay for my food
trapping and robing we all for x lose
don’t call me broke i will get rich off of you
ungrateful n*gga goin pay for my due
lord forgive me for thee sh*t that i do
some body told and i’m back to my sins
you already know we don’t do politics
ain’t picking and choosing for uzi
glock cost 400 i use it till expires
air out your tires, run me your life ion work for the serpent

- yung sars lyrics

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