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XXL Freshmen 2020 Cypher - Part 2 Lyrics - Artist : XXL
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
[NLE Choppa:] Grew up around the killin' And all the dealin' and all the drillin' I just be puttin' my heart in all of my songs I make sure y'all niggas feel it That nigga he ratted, we cut out his tongue Look like paintballs when we hit him Lord, forgive me, I'm a sinner and a winner Rocking Chinchilla, eating that dinner Know where he lay and we know where he stay Wet the whole house up if he play Fuck that ho, she told what I said I don't need no mouse hole in my face Run from the jakes, so much next time I see 'em, I might dump this K Slap on that wrist, they gave me probation But a nigga prayed I beat that case Give me the blunt and you know I'ma face it Eyes real low and I look like an Asian Pour up a four and I move in the Matrix Shoot a movie on your block, X-rated [*murmuring*] I'm sippin' on Wock' Bows I'm selling, I'm getting 'em off Bows I'm selling, I'm getting 'em off And fuck what you said, we getting them chalked Grrr [Rod Wave:] I had to push it to start it I had to grind for it Bank out with Benz and lines for it Put in a lil overtime for it Now I feel like I shine for it Brand new coupe go too fast New backend ran through dat Niggas tryna see how he do that 'Member I was broke I ain't had nothin', kicked out of the house Livin' with my cousin, bank account Car start runnin', problems kept comin' Mama kept praying Praying God, got a baby, it's crazy One apartment, four niggas Air mattress got a hole in it, uh 'Member on that rapping I was with the trapping On the block with Bach tryna make it happen On the block with Black waiting for some acts Taking steps forward and gettin' pushed backwards I remember, nigga All them cold Decembers, nigga I can't believe that I'm finally winnin', nigga, grrra [CHIKA:] Yeah I'm here for the moment Feel like the GOAT with the sauce of a poet, pause Young nigga feel like she know it all Built for this shit, I'ma show it off Got you all expect to ever find, yeah Double XL, do it live, catch a little smile But if I'm being honest, I promise if I'ma do it I'd rather slow down, listen to it and gather 'round, look Do I have a story? I tell about glory A nigga defeatin' the odds Got used to a budget but now I say fuck it In stores I don't care what it cost I gotta admit it, I never envisioned The life where I wasn't a boss I think of my ex in a level of stress He be feeling a hell of a loss I'm in no position to floss I'm in no position to plead I knew I was running the course But damn it, I'm takin' the lead I'm coming from sweeping the floors To rolling the blunt with the leaves When they put my name on the board Make sure it's in permanent ink, look I been on my grind since midnight Made the game my child, no midwife I am not surprised that this life Everything I rhyme is hit type, yeah Everything I rhyme is hit type Got a itty bitty bark, but a pit bite When they play it on tour, when I look out on the floor 'Cause I'm more, guaranteed to get the peer hyped [Lil Tjay:] Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, I put a three-five in the wood to blow this pain away Young nigga really made it out the hood, I got through them rainy days I still got some real niggas in the cell, they sent the whole gang away Guess I'm a real nigga from the start, I guess I was trained this way, trained this way New Audemars, I got it rose Finna cop-out on the Rolls I done seen so much So, so much shits, I'm paying toll So I be smokin' all that dope It kinda help my demons show Sometimes I be feelin' low Sometimes I be feelin' low, ayy They tryna get my nigga 25 They chargin' him with homicide Like free all the guys, free all my guys tryna fill on guards Just try to OD on my guys Blow your fee, I drop forty on the guys All attention's on me and the guys Finna see, I wanna see all the guys, yeah |
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