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6odmikey - 222 lyrics

6odmikey:
i’m so thankful that i’m breathin
pray to god i stay alive
was some baby’s crying t++thing
now we smoking cherry pie
work to see my momma healin
so i gotta keep in mind
if i ever feel like seizing
now is not the f+cken time

need a crew that weathers seasons
and a b+tch that’s down to ride
cause the goals i see me reaching
i’m gon need to see you strive
i want everybody winnin
cause i’m here to see you shine
hope my fam is out there leading
teaching others how to climb

it ain’t always bout the paper
you got to take a minute
and appreciate the favor
cause we really out here living
thankful that my eyes can open
and my words could heal a spirit
push me harder to be better
that’s the reason i admit it
i just wanna keep my health
have my people livin wealthy
deal with cards i’m dealt
keep it low i’m moving stealthy
ima show em how it felt
when n0body didn’t help me
kept it to myself
like the homie makaveli

two two two
i ain’t caught up in the mix
i’m just buildin
with these bricks
till i’m chillin
in the crib
where n0body comin in

just my wife
and lil kids
peace of mind
over some friends

peace of mind
over some friends

f+ck i need a friend for
b+tch i got a fam
solo at the airport
n dolo when i land
nothing much to care for
simple kind of man
stayin out the fed court
any way i can
ain’t no body perfect
you got problems i got mine
lightin up a incense
we trynna get a vibe
sippin on this earl tea
cause that liquor ain’t my type
i don’t need another substance
just to make me feel alright

k!d judo:
keeep on walkin forward wit these knives up in my back
whole squad pullin up
at the party to frat
heard a f+ck boy talkin
imma show em bout this mac
squash a real big ego
turn em stanley make em flat
homie i’ll be real
man if i pull up it’s a wrap
sh+t i always love to toke
so you want smoke i’m down to match
whip out in a fusion wit a hunnid on the dash
off the drank i’m going brazy only hopin i don’t crash

move around the city wit no bl!cky
just katanas
you won’t ever make it if you focused on the drama
pull up to the function
my hand grippin anaconda
i’m real playa homie ya i’m bout them commas
only ever kick it wit the villains in the dojo
gotta keep one on me imma bandit call me solo
mixin i be sippin getting loose up off them fo fos
brodie keep on talkin bout some shi i know he don’t know

my b+tch bad number one
she my throat goat
chillin at the church holy ghost
smokin dope bro
charley i feel jolly
golden ticket out to soho
feel like mr freeze
yeah my wrist an neck frozone
yeah
im on some new typa sh+t
new bag full chips
an i’ll tell ya it ain’t tim’s
this that yankee wit no brim
cause why? b+tch i’m him
i’m kid judo wit the kick
imma hit you in the chin

- 6odmikey lyrics

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