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247 jay - gangway lyrics

[verse 1: 247 jay]
i got some hittas who stay in the [?], lil’ bro on a drill and he off of the x, i don’t be linkin’ with hoes for the s+x, i jus’ be linkin’ with hoes for the neck, yo’ girl wanna top me, she makin’ a mess, i told lil’ bro, when he out, use his head, i don’t feel right when i’m not off the meds, gift for my girl, and i ‘came her meds, they don’t wanna shoot what we shoot, n+gga, they don’t wanna shoot what we shoot, wake up, want blood in the mornin’, do i got a bad habit, yeah, a few, when i put my solos on, not a thing you can say gettin’ through, caught a rapper lackin’ at the mall, next day he got up in the [?]

[chorus: 247 jay]
i know it’s a scary route, with the gang and we comin’ right out, pop my sh+t, ’cause i can’t let them down, in miami with all the clout, feedin’ the streets with this industry sound, i don’t know why them people wan’ clown, i can’t let another n+gga dress my child, hate the way that it ended with [?], hate the way that i’m stuck in the clouds

[verse 2: 247 jay]
you can catch me bein’ high and chillin’, i scroll off if i see she got children, these n+ggas don’t know it’s a k!llin’, these n+ggas don’t know it’s a (what?), play with my baby it’s up, nah, play with my b+tch, it’s on, three to his chest and his dome, three in his head, now he gone, reach on the ‘net, but you still on the couch, i could do better, it’s guns in my house, i ain’t no [?], gotta be ten toes when i’m in the south, i can’t let a f+ck n+gga put me in a drought, cuz told me always keep a round, good money always finna be out of bounds, for my bloodline, i jus gotta be around, take it [?], since we up+out, b+tch n+ggas always postin’ me for clout, whole lot of dope, i can’t see a drought, whole lot of dope i can’t, yeah, yeah, i’ll have my lil’ n+ggas stick you up, we gettin’ turnt, pour that liquor up, i keep a stick ’cause they want me, i told [?] them n+ggas trollin’

[verse 3: smg ky]
i told ’em that them n+ggas want me, call up the gang, and they doin’ it for me, how that’s yo’ mans and you snitched on yo’ homie, run through the city, you know that it’s on me, run through the city with some k!llers in the stoley, i don’t want the b+tch, i’ll pass her to my homie, i don’t want the b+tch i+, i don’t want the b+tch, i’ll pass her to my homie, run through the city with a k in the glock, and they ran up on me, make they f+ckin’ heart stop, told the b+tch, “keep goin’, make the p+ssy beat+box”, n+gga reach for my chain, he rep the whole block, this ain’t no [?], this a .45 glock, last n+gga ran up, he got popped, you talkin’ bout money, i get it alot, you playin’ with that bag, i’m takin’ yo’ spot, lil’ b+tch bad with a lil’ bit of guap, whole lot of ass with a little bit of top, she tell me, “keep goin'”, she hate when i stop, i’m runnin’ to the bag, is you comin’ or not?, i was down on my last, [?], now i’m up on they ass, they know i ain’t gon’ stop, spend 300,00$, burberry socks, if you ain’t say money then what is you sayin’?, thumbin’ through the money, can’t fit in my pants, tell my mama i got her, it’s all in my plans, told my sister i love her, and threw her some bands, told my brother i got him through whatever it is, thumb through the money, i’m jus waitin’ on the win, god got my back, but i’m still gon’ sin, throwin’ down fours, but i’m still all ten, walked in the party, [?]
[chorus: 247 jay]
i know it’s a scary route, with the gang and we comin’ right out, pop my sh+t, ’cause i can’t let them down, in miami with all the clout, feedin’ the streets with this industry sound, i don’t know why them people wan’ clown, i can’t let another n+gga dress my child, hate the way that it ended with [?], hate the way that i’m stuck in the clouds

[outro: 247 jay]
i know it’s a scary route, i know it’s a scary route, i know it’s a scary route, i know it’s a scary route, i know it’s a scary route

- 247 jay lyrics

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