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any given sunday - zy benji lyrics

[verse]
my life is exciting i’m driving this b*tch with no license i really don’t need a garage
i calculate prices my chain and my watch on isis i pull up, i think i’m the bomb
if you want smoke, n*gga, bring it on i do a n*gga face bad like christina milan
if you wanna sign me then you gotta sign my whole hood n*gga, that’s word to my mom
n*ggas be scared to rep they side, not mines n*gga i do it with pride
my homie walked in with a kufi on glock in his hand so i think he swapped out the quran
i ain’t even lyin’, he looked at me, started cryin the sh*t he be doin’ haram
wait zy wasn’t you muslim this year, okay and now i’m egyptian god
bet i come through different colors trx truck man that sh*t like a digimon
my mama told me, don’t you play with your food when i bail out, you know i’ma finish mine
she also told me belt the ass was the best lesson draco, same size as a kindergarten
sayin’ my brother name most likely get you k!lled i bet it won’t get you farther
10 milli sh*lls blew his eyes, nose, mouth off his face now his sh*t on a milk carton
you told me you was gon’ k!ll your brother k!ller when you find him well you ain’t gotta look harder
pull up, shooting sh*t, just like 1mirs n*gga thought i was a performer
sayin’ you miss your brother crazy when we bout to spin back, hold on one moment
if i get the right drop, n*gga i drop everything in my hands and then jump on it
it ont’ matter it’s early in the day we gone jump out shooting n*gga we ain’t gone lunch on it
lil’ bro, whenever you done using my gun please switch it back fully auto
loyalty, you know i’m big on it let a n*gga cross me i’m droppin’ this clip on him
my man glock probably got the fastest murder ever that’s only cause he got a switch on it
when will you n*ggas realize i don’t give a f*ck about no backlash
my brother don’t work for the ‘gram so how the f*ck he create hashtags
they treated me just like a outcast, now i’m blowin’ up n*gga bombs over baghdad’s
i walk you down in this rick mask i’m a fly shooter by the way free badass
the only stripe these n*ggas got be on g*y pride these n*ggas really be f*ggots
it’s skeletons inside my closet but i really hope they don’t check my cabinets
i know racks ain’t finished school, he got hats in the air so he really a graduate
if you owe n*gga you can keep that sh*t i’ma k!ll you with love it don’t matter
i know way too many people here right now that’s gon’ wonder why we ain’t together
i got way too many n*ggas with me that ain’t from my block but it’s for the better
what the f*ck am i doing with the game on the line takin’ step*backs ain’t no pressure
all these n*ggas they must’ve forgot about me why i turn around they playin’ catch*up
i can’t ever cross no n*gga i love, i don’t know about ya heart but it hurt mine
how you start it then say you not in it when they see you they gon’ k!ll you n*gga you the main one
when shots start flyin’, n*ggas tuck they tail but f*ck it, i guess it’s perf time
in my balenci’ boots he getting curb stomped
ain’t gone warn you again, i’ma shoot you the second time p*ssy you heard me the first time
[outro]
and i only rap on sundays

- zy benji lyrics

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