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ard adz – vendettas lyrics

[verse 1]
when you play my sh+t akh, you play the truth
he was gang gang until he made the news
i told man “if you’re going out you better take the shoes”
last man who jumped out on me akh, he ate the deuce
he was playing both sides till we made him choose
they want me at their shows but i may refuse
and i could never snitch, i don’t pay for views
they gotta cut my tongue before i say it’s you
i let ’em stay confused and i don’t pay no plug but i pay my dues
i’m looking at my past and i hate the views
and i can spill the juice cah i made the juice
he runs the world now akh, i say they do
i’m dressing all in black to evade the blues
maniac shorted me on beats so i main produce
culture, they’re looking for the realest, i’m the main accused
new nine, yeah it cost me nine but it came with tooth
a milli off of streams cah i rape the booth
i let ’em get me mad and that’s the way i lose
i’m hopping in my car and that’s the way i cruise
strapped up, p+ssy that’s the way i move
[verse 2]
i got bruddas, not a best bredrin
forever on this block, i’m the ends legend
i just hope this bumpy road i’m on, it ends pleasant
my brudda dead, i hope his next step’s heaven
they wanna wrap me up, it’d be their present
i seen a man lose it all in ten seconds
with some bruddas that woulda got a death sentence
i’m fixing dots daily with them fem felons
around the same time i’m listening to fem felon
turn a brudda’s wig into a bent melon
and every other day was just a next lesson
so many waps we coulda rent weapons
they tried to give him nine but him catch seven
all this stress that’s in my life, it’s got my head swelling
i bang my own gun and use my friend’s leathers
the crop, it’s got the road, not just the tent smelling
it’s poison in my blood like i ate venom
how many times i backed it out my stretch denims?
my older brudda changed his life and went venice
my younger brudda swing his racket but this ain’t tennis

[outro]
all these vendettas
i’m on my knees and i beg allah
i know my life’s mad but please make my son’s regular
i’m on my knees and i beg allah
i know my life’s mad but please make my son’s regular
it’s brix city b, sticky, we drippy, we drippy
free chippy, free chippy, free chippy, free chippy
it’s brix city b, sticky, we drippy, we drippy
free chippy, free chippy, free chippy, free chippy

- ard adz lyrics

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