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abra cadabra & pressplay - lightwork lyrics

[intro]
(wait, did you say, “uanay”?)
sho
(ayy, ago, turn it up a bit)
sho, sho, you know ab in the building, seven sh+t
o way or no way, get right, get left, or get stretched
free the drillers ten times, you know
you know how it goes already, yeah
f’s up or get your chest up, wear your vest cuz
sho, gang
[verse]
don’t tell me about a time that you had my back
i can tell you ten more times that i had yours
for the cause, i put my life on pause
i was banging out when i should’ve been on tour
i don’t borrow man things, i just do man favours
i’d be a scumbag to take from my neighbours
how the f+ck can i have it like that and take from my n+gga? that’s shameless
i tеll you these streets are dangеrous
and ’round beast, that’s tameless
he spoke so highly about his block on the internet, so we went and taped it
he was dissing the gang with his bredrin one day, next day he got sent to the angels
f+ck, look how the tables turn, it’s mad
i know that he wished that he stayed cool
how dare anyone of them pr+cks from ++++ try mention my name, are you dumb?
like i ain’t slid ’round there with intent to khalas, how many men been bun?
and none of them pr+cks from the ++++ ain’t safe ‘cah anyone of them that i bucked been slung
it was bait when we done tt, ++++, why you think that p+ssy got sat on his bum?
rv got touched, but we got the get back
didn’t televise that, tryna impress man
coulda never been me, coulda never been gang
tryna impress man, we don’t do the net chat
any block that we beef been shot or stabbed, n+gga, don’t forget that
we just lock and load
waiting on the next man, thinking he could diss man ’til he heard the cl!ck+clack
i could put cash on your head, but what’s wrong if my index finger is working?
i’ve got a future for certain, but this temper i got is a burden
i tried to calm me sometime, but i see man chat on the net and it’s hurting
like wait ’til i catch him and hurt him like he weren’t there with his friend when i burned him
i put blood on my knife from a young age early, i weren’t even tryna be certi
i just thought if a n+gga tryna hurt me, then i’mma hurt you, you can’t hurt me
15 inch rambo, that was my percy
first time i stabbed man, did it with st+rdy
rubber hands when i grip that firmly
back that and shank man dirty
i don’t do war with them men on the socials
’cause my handgun’s vocal
know yourself when you see man approach with a loaded clip, man will toast you
[outro]
i don’t do war with them men on the socials
’cause my handgun’s vocal
know yourself when you see man approach with a loaded clip, man will toast you
(wait, did you say, “uanay”?)
(ayy, ago, turn it up a bit)

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