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friday the 13th - yungliv lyrics

[intro]
uh, n*ggas movin’ careless like we ain’t really on that
pull up and we send hot sh*t
(yall f*ck with dre banks)

[verse]
claim we ain’t get back for bro like shh, didn’t check out ’cause of us
every time we find out where they be, we come through, shoot it up
i’ma keep poppin’ my sh*t, cha rapper lack, they left him dead ass f*ck
we ridin’ in somethin’ that’s stolen, law get behind this b*tch, we speedin’ up
and we know that he wasn’t no innocent
the law just say that, ’cause he died too young
post ya’ man, i know y’all hurt, but that’s how it go when they smoke him up
ran him down in dior or fеndi, he ain’t see that blitz when they f*ckеd him up
everybody outside wanna be ranked until they in beef with us
opps all in denial, we been so turnt, they won’t believe it
it’s overtime, we cookin’ sh*t, they shooters always grievin’
we heard y’all lil homie got dropped, now check the stats, b*tch we ain’t even
why you let phillyscoreboard gas you, like them clapperz ain’t the reason
n*ggas hate the gang, ’cause we who makin’ new strands every month
before i was writin’ a rap we shot up blocks, and i ain’t even own a gun
why y’all see eem to walk down with that drac’, he couldn’t even hold it up
gun swap after gun, and k!lla couldn’t even got more b’s then us
trappin’ without no bl!ck, you worried ’bout 12, you should be scared of us
heard lo tried to use his lil ass feat, but there wasn’t no way to run
delete the dms when he checked, he won’t be back, they filled him up
we got wreck that n*ggas claim, they called mad, b*tch that was us
opp b*tch said my clapperz ain’t outside, well come back, check again
n*gga had said too much inside that song, the trap, without no bl!ck
heard he ran, but ain’t get far, tripped and fell and screamed “i’m hit”
smoke on snipe, they got his lo’, now check the stats, they rapper p*ssed
i ain’t have to get no call, i knew it first around like 9 pm
n*gga had dissed lil bro and they had ran down, he felt 2 different gens
frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr,frrr, bk, bk, 24 + 6
frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr,frrr, shouldn’t have trust that b*tch
frrr, frrr, frrr, frrr,frrr, i ain’t shoot this bl!ck
i don’t mention opps who k!lled themselves, lil eem died dumb as sh*t
she know where the k!llers be, box him in and up the beam
quil and ta’ don’t hit the same no more, it’s the bk for me
when bro f*cked on lil fe’, i seen the vids, that sh*t looked wack to me
that honda couldn’t start up, now we smoke bk out the f*ckin’ p
this one opp had so much to say, they caught ky, he been quiet since
i wouldn’t be wrong if i go walk down on his headstone, and take a p*ss
[outro]
go take a p*ss n*gga
bk out the motherf*ckin’ pound

- yungliv lyrics

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