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amar miller - foul 38 lyrics

[verse 1: amar miller]
yeah
i don’t want to talk without bread
you never outside, never jumped over fences
backflipping on the bed ‘fore i counted on my hands
now i’m stepping in your section and making demands
never met a man like this
never making bands like this
super+fly, never land like this
peter pan type this
need it in advance if you’re pressing on my line
on my life, on my kids, that’s blessed
(blessed, blessеd, blessed, blessеd, blessed
blessed, blessed)
my little cousins look in my eyes
they see hero all in my face
shorty see promise deep in my pride
all the fans see product all in my taste
what i make? i promise you gon’ find god

[hook: amar miller]
yeah my expo running loud
if you my dawg, it ain’t no tax
38, they acting foul
keep that chrome up on my lap
hit my line, she acting wild
if she my baby, know she bad
yeah
yeah my expo running loud
if you my dawg, it ain’t no tax
38, they acting foul
keep that chrome up on my lap
hit my line, she acting wild
if she my baby, know she bad
yeah
[verse 2: dre wave$]
waves, yeah
you too invested ‘bout who i been texting
i move with the message
you feeling a way
like “who in this section?”
the music impressive
i threw you a check and you been m.i.a
i ain’t never been a coward
put that pressure in my j
smoking session for an hour
put your presence in my place
‘member we got food at “dave’s hot chicken”
you had braids and tattoos and change i’m spending
whole gang done got blues and they not cripping
whole cage done pot fools, and they not kidding
baby, i been on the brink
buying a bottle of bud for the brodies to drink
smoking a blunt while i think
i might go get me some ink to show you whenever we link

[hook: amar miller]
yeah my expo running loud
if you my dawg, it ain’t no tax
38, they acting foul
keep that chrome up on my lap
hit my line, she acting wild
if she my baby, know she bad
yeah
yeah my expo running loud
if you my dawg, it ain’t no tax
38, they acting foul
keep that chrome up on my lap
hit my line, she acting wild
if she my baby, know she bad
yeah
[verse 3: wakai]
i’m a br bred
live life by the edge
i done chopped my dread to revive what i said
often my gift get eclipsed by the shed
seeking jah’s light for the nights that i bled
i can’t run passenger
must be in front
rather j when i face but today be blunt
spare me especially
caboose in they roots
i’m the truth and the blues of the boot and its proof
evidence at least see
before i leave i leap to the beat that complete me
if they foul when they greet me
if they reach, bro teach how to spread world peace
rather here or deceased
long as i know my connections got heat
long as i do not promote who got beef
posted in russel and a nautica tee
get it? capeesh

- amar miller lyrics

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