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breathe - yv lyrics

[intro]
(dave crag)
(sebz beats)
hope that you act the same when in person
cartier diamonds, black, my sh*t dirty
yv

[verse]
hope that you act the same when in person
cartier diamonds, black, my sh*t dirty
bro don’t talk a lot, he just serve it
jailhouse, had the tek with no service
take that risk and pray that it’s worth it
until now, i’m dodgin’ all circus (what?)
make that call for gang to start purgin’
i can’t lie, to me, she looked perfect
i really jumped on trains to sell beans
my bro got clean bread and copped some machines
them man are all b*tches, call them bad bs
some man are popped down, they lookin’ like fiends
when top darg come out, they’re screamin, “ogs”
the jewels are all mad, they’re lookin’ all cheap
the feds dem move nuts, we’re movin’ discreet
old hoes they come back, they ask how have i been
[chorus]
none*none*none of your n*ggas are savage
i f*ck up your pattern, i make sure that i can’t move tragic
i know why they filled with sadness
love me a ratchet, i like when my girl’s on badness
y*y*y don’t sip no wock, my bro love glocks, my k!lly’s still servin’ rocks
they can see that the team’s on top
most of them guys just goin’ out wrong

[verse 2]
i get p*ssed i ain’t makin’ racks ’cause times they was sad, i had me no bands
i got off my *rs* and did what i can (what?), them shorties all cut when i was down bad
but now, they see cash and try to come back
can’t cover me now, i’m not the same man
get paid two*two racks, that’s money off trap
won’t keep me no b*tch who’s neck game is trash
action, i don’t do chat yuh know (no)
can’t believe that they think they’re bad for us
i spent most of my teens in traps with grub
never found no town and f*cked it up
my n*ggas get racks, they did that from young, when velly come through, i bet they change tough (why?)
i put in that work, this sh*t weren’t no luck
won’t give you no chat, i really turn up

[chorus]
none of your n*ggas are savage
i f*ck up your pattern, i make sure that i can’t move tragic
i know why they filled with sadness
love me a ratchet, i like when my girl’s on badness
y*y*y don’t sip no wock, my bro love glocks, my k!lly’s still servin’ rocks (uh)
they can see that the team’s on top
most of them guys just goin’ out wrong
[outro]
none of your n*ggas are savage
i f*ck up your pattern, i make sure that i can’t move tragic
i know why they filled with sadness
love me a ratchet, i like when my girl’s on badness
y don’t sip no wock, my bro love glocks, my k!lly’s still servin’ rocks
they can see that the team’s on top
most of them guys just goin’ out wrong

- yv lyrics

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