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67 - way too active lyrics

[verse 1: monkey]
whippin’
big bro crossed the box of the white
and his roly ain’t tickin’
anything for the bands
man i did a couple days, no kipping
put smoke on the road with gang
fam, i ain’t kidding
man re-up the skeng like a rhythm
same don og, i don’t play
still the same nigga that will skeng man down in town in [?] bay
these niggas be talking to feds
man’s thinking what did they say
free [?], free k
on the wing with food on the tray
i remember that day
when i phoned jayden and he told me the mandem got locked up away
now jayden’s locked up too, i’m thinking this shit is all cray
went to my cell on a gang ting
[?] off the spliff then i banged up my mate
went to my cell on a gang ting’
[?] off my spliff now i turn up with dave

[hook: dimzy]
my trap house brings all the cash in
and free bro ten times
man, i hope that he walks for the work that he mashed in (free ‘em up, free ‘em up)
i was with my friends with skengs and trucks when i should’ve been up in the masjid
we’re sliding out, sliding out
pulling up, crash in the madting
i’m way too active
i was in the trap ten days, no sheet on the mattress
gillette blade with cling, had to cut up the package
this white girl’s too peng
ten out of ten, man, she way too attractive
real nigga shit, no acting
pull up right now and show man crashing

[verse 2: reekz mb]
listen up man, it’s simple
i get my paper up
slice a man for his g stacks
call that a paper cut
point blank when i blaze ‘em up
i’m beefing them boy if tamer does
more time than man say too much
i’m james bond with my golden gun
james bond on my own shit
trident, i don’t know shit
no face equals no case
and all in all they had no prints
listen up man, it’s simple
i beat my nine up like kimbo
don’t look into my window
you’ll get it clearer than crystal
fam, what the f-ck i look like
no man ain’t ever robbed me in my life
my mechanic come and i hype her
make her star shine in the light
rude boy you high off with the bujju (banton)
high off of the white (d-mn)
think you can rob i
you must’ve gone and lost your mind

[hook: dimzy]
my trap house brings all the cash in
and free bro ten times
man, i hope that he walks for the work that he mashed in
i was with my friends with skengs and trucks when i should’ve been up in the masjid
we’re sliding out, sliding out
pulling up, crash in the madting
i’m way too active
i was in the trap ten days, no sheet on the mattress
gillette blade with cling, had to cut up the package
this white girl’s too peng
ten out of ten, man, she way too attractive
real nigga shit, no acting
pull up right now and show man crashing

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