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a$ap twelvyy - y.n.r.e. lyrics

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[verse 1]
man, i’m a feeling like rich with the duffle, bricks on the shuffle
yams like, “twelv, you better stay out of trouble”
cool in state of fold, no snitch in the huddle
a$ap mob, money mix with the muscles
dollars falling from the sky, harlem on the rise
on some sparta sh-t, you don’t want no problems with these guys
i’m no smiling no, how i get you bodied in your ride
check the calendar, got this sh-t feeling like july
but i’m cool though, graduated school though
don’t sip nuvo, that never been cool though
f-ck it, i’m a fool though, new flow after new flow
twelvy ’bout his kudos, i’m live from the group home
hard knocks, and see the bigger picture
plans to get richer or k!ll them with the scriptures
huh, so f-ck them other the n-ggas (why?)
cause they ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ my n-ggas

[hook]
all my n-ggas throw they a’s up
see me singing and winning
f-cking we living, but you gotta peep the vision
all my n-ggas getting paper
cause we hustle this sh-t
young n-ggas just running this sh-t (x2)

[verse 2]
man i’m gunning for the top, million n-ggas deep
strapped with heat, watch how we occupy the streets
with the least in the maximum, all the g’s jackin’ ’em
and i keep the calcium, and i’m known for blasting them
stop har-ssing them, about
b-tches and his rapper friends, oh
all what ..
that queer sh-t is sickenin’
all about my benjamins
old sh-t is all black timbaland
y’all old n-ggas feminine
y’all ain’t getting dividends
man i got racks to get
man i got racks to spend
i’m fit on some rapper sh-t
i’m caught in the loop, straight from the stoop
to the booth, next stop a coup, i’m the truth
what it do
why they let this young n-gga loose
i’m the truth, this is what i do in the booth
man i have fun, and i spaz on everything
cause young n-ggas run everything

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