2kley - dead rappers lyrics
[intro]
dan barry
yea
i’ve been seeing+ (yea)
[pre+chorus]
seeing all these dead rappers have me moving strange
her love was like a drug, without her i’m estranged (two two)
doctors took me off the meds, so i’ve been feeling pain
‘part of the game like my x & o’s, take my shot i got that range
[chorus]
hitting that cash out, cash out, ya dig
i+i+i hit my parlay (yea)
i cannot roll wit’ no fakes (nah)
i+i know your rollie is fake (b+tch)
sober in the crowd, done seen it all (chyeah)
raf simmons, done put it on
waiting yea forever now
shooting subliminals tryna tear me down (yea)
[verse 1]
smoking that loud yeah, no noise
wanna love, but i be spitting my heart out
quit my job on a wildkard
mix the tris in the wockhardt
b+tch she left me with a cold heart
had to leave la for a fresh start
[bridge]
yea, cubin chains fake (chyeah)
i know your links is fake (chyeah)
i know your b+tch is fake (chyeah)
i know your personality fake (chyeah)
cubin chains fake (chyeah)
i know your links is fake (chyeah)
i know your b+tch is fake (chyeah)
i know your personality fake
[jaydes interview]
[pre+chorus]
yea, seeing all these dead rappers have me moving strange
her love was like a drug, without her i’m estranged two two
doctors took me off the meds, so i’ve been feeling pain
‘part of the game like my x & o’s, take my shot i got that range (yea)
[chorus]
hitting that cash out, cash out, ya dig
i+i+i hit my parlay (yea)
i cannot roll wit’ no fakes (nah)
i+i know you rollie is fake (b+tch)
sober in the crowd, done seen it all (chyeah)
raf simmons, done put it on
waiting yea forever now
shooting subliminals tryna tear me down (yea)
[verse 2]
now im telling her come slide around
bah+bah+bah+bah, she like how my gun sound
got rich off selling beats, got a pool and a pent
they tapped with the 0’s, yea i think they the feds
thought i misheard them, i was like aye?
talking sh+t, thats how it be
pay up the blind, i can see
my glock come stock with the d
know they wanna meet 2kley (yea)
pay my respects, press f
talking and smoking og
i+i feel the serenity
yeah the cops, yeah they on my a+
i think the bankteller snitched, coz i’m+
[chorus]
hitting that cash out, cash out, ya dig
i+i+i hit my parlay
i cannot roll wit’ no fakes (nah)
i+i know your rollie is fake (b+tch)
sober in the crowd, done seen it all (chyeah)
raf simmons, done put it on
wa+wa+waiting yea forever now
shooting subliminals tryna tear me down
subliminals tryna tear me down
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