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amaanxali - special projects lyrics

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grew up in a farm, pluckin on a corn
babushka boy, clothes unworn
started smoking pot, all he did was mourne
times he tried to prove, his statements all torn
but when he grew up as a man , they knew the revolution’s born, yeah
passin old tress, wearing shades bvlgari
used to pull his shorts, now he pull up in a rari
f+cking on a b+tch, she say call me jane mari
when a bro snitchin, he eat him like he hari
yeah yeah yeah yeah
london on da track yeah murda on the beat
glocks on his waist n+gga, issa lotta heat
shots on yo head n+gga, shots on repeat
now she cookin on a pot iss some unicorn meat, yeahh
here comes a boy, says the other side was funny
grew up in a town sippin on some honey
winter boy got no heat says up there’s always sunny
went out with a mission saw different shades of money
life was a mess, small checks n+gga depress
came back for a living, now he sippin life like henness
sh+t playin with his mind feels like he posessed
his shawty changed his life, never pull up a stress
yeah yeah yeah
we’re balling harder than bamba and sheck wes
the freezers empty cause the ice is drippin on our neck, yes
your b+tch hitting on us, keep that hoe on check, guess
you call her jessica n+gga, we call her jess
keep those tits on lock or we’ll press
she likes to keep it sloppy the b+n+r makes a mess
our eyes speak more and our mouths talk less
our glocks make lotta noise, we keep them in harness
n+ggas counting on us we don’t put them in stress
we trynna act calm, you don’t know the power we possess
we no 69 n+gga, we don’t confess
you be sippin coke, while we bottoms up henness
yeah yeah yeah
50 milli spent on pure ice, glaciers drippin down our thighs
we slaughter a n+gga our diamonds tell no lies
passin highways mcdonalds takeaway we pick up fries
we f+ck yo b+tch sideways we dont think thrice
our mama taught us tacts n+gga we wise
we shot their gods we’re the lords, n+ggas in demise
guap on top, molly rock, special projects, era of false christ



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