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am pm (aaron mack) - pyramids lyrics

verse 1:
they don’t give no f-ck
k!ll and deal till the get them bucks
rob a n-gga for what’s in his cup
shout to the squad
mama shouting at god
took her baby cuz he knuckle up
sit in this sh-t or stand for your rights
easier to shoot a n-gga that stand out
n-ggas don’t trust only fuss won’t touch if ever offered any handouts
they rather steal
the thrill is what make it realer
home where i’m from
two lames walk up on me around the corner from home with a gun
gave them gum and a broken phone
cool with n-ggas in different hoods
just cuz i’m from a broken home
double teamed in both hood we want your goods
get l!cked or get hit when we roll back up with back up
ipod gone now he acting petty colder than yettis
i said that i buy back one
that’s when we fell off
whooped his -ss one year later at my bro’s crib
and one more year later f-cked his girl at the same location i’m like oh sh-t
was he mad? no sh-t, wasn’t my bro chick
sleep on me get like my hair comb that sh-t out don’t dare be napping
n-ggas mad, n-ggas ain’t know they dad, now, n-ggas really don’t care for pappy
rolling with guns hoping they catch him
find him while that pack heat in the car
random drive by’s k!lling n-ggas cuz it look like target all the way from seat in the car

[hook]
i don’t trust these lames or these ops or them cops or them hoes, (especially them hoes)
where i’m from, they just bang, they just hate, they just bang
they just bang, they just bang, they just bang they just bang
where i’m from they just hate, they just bang, they just bang (2x)

verse 2:
used to be a senior, f-cking lazy g*nius, talk to tech for fashion, do you want some jeans? yes
f-ck a couple singers, eat some f-cking pizza, yea that line was cheesy, like a piece of pizza
n-ggas act like critics and start acting crazy, imma flip the script, acrobatic papers
he saying i’m simple and common? pause comma, you saying your mind but i’m mad you say it
i’m boring? hah, i’m a little heated admittedly, f-ck your connect (kinect) d-ld- in the x box
got a lot of drive these hoes not the rest, sh-ttin on rap for a pit stop, let’s talk real
how i got jumped? got a weakness for bad chicks with lumps?
how i been on the wrong side of a gun? how i really think you is just a c-nt!?
go downtown and dookie or punt, kick it or some sh-t
i don’t even like what you promote, it suck d-ck, your talent couldn’t find me with a comp-ss
your company telling me come, p-ss, d-mn that’s a lot of d-ck liquids
you don’t give no f-ck? n-gga go get did
word to my step father cuz laundry is a motherf-ck, father you and your mom’s right under him
thanks for the motivation, c-nt cinnabon, sweet p-ssy n-gga f-ck where ya from
rappers mention me and oh you are gone, mention me and oh you are gone

[hook]

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