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Reup & Bake Lyrics - Artist : Cousin Stizz
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I done cried a lot, I done failed a lot If we getting locked, we make bail a lot Cooling at the park, it was hella hot When them shells are shot we all scrambled out I'm still having fun with it, I'm still jamming out Early for that ticket, I can't stand around Look at now, I hope you see me on that TV screen and make you proud Its funny how the more you turn up more they turn you down At Hot Boy house I had the sound and he had plenty pounds Got some money now, seen my OG hit em with some thou Good looking nigga, way before this rap shit cooking nigga, you was on my side ain't overlook it nigga Chains with Jesus on em' knees ain't crossing, this for niggas making money outta all they losses Through the nonsense we was able to enjoy life through the process They say conscious and everything you put out turn to garbage Turn to goblin, cause I done seen the share of my lows They don't ten toes and rolls why that fake shit got exposed, took control, now we gon' see how far this shit can go Yeah I know, sometimes they switch it on you friend or foe but I was taught you better stand up when its time to roll I gotta go, I'm tryna shed some good light on the hood Shit understood, if it was meant to happen for me then it would Made some bad moves and found out niggas phony, so I'm good you don't know me stop actin like my homey She ride me like a pony I see through your bologna To the top, I won't stop 'Til the watch stony Killin' shit, Kony Tryna ball like Kobe, and I'm playin' my hand You gon make a move, show me I done tried a lot I done failed a lot If we getting locked, we make bail a lot Cooling at the park, it was hella hot When them shells are shot, we all scramble out We this and that We some real niggas We got everybody listening We got everyone coming here My fucking home man, we about to amp this up, let's get this shit started |
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