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baby smoove - free game pt 2 lyrics

[intro]
(classics)
(okay, jones)

[verse]
i promise, this the realest sh+t i never wrote
nah, for real
i ain’t really wrote a song in some years
bam just wrote me a letter and it made me drop tears
i remember when she told me she’d never disappear
i remember when she told me she’ll always be here
see, i’m on this type of path where you can’t look back
drew blood as a kid, he got hit right in his back
no cap, i’m too pure and sometimes it hurt me
fridge full of wockhardt, i just might od
right hand up to god, i never called the police
i’ll shoot for myself, ‘specially if it’s my beef
i be smokin’ all day, sh+t, sippin’ lean too
i hate when people say, “stop”, like what my cup do to you?
this lean way more loyal than some n+ggas in my proof
six hundred for this hoodie, i don’t care, i take two
b22 diors, them be my play shoes
he ain’t never had money, i can tell how he move
we eat five+star meals, you can’t even go to [?]
pills make me feel good, but i’ma stop with ’em soon
i can’t talk to n0body when i really feel alone
i just want a couple days without pickin’ up the phone
my city went top twenty, celebrated right at home
i’m startin’ to see n+ggas fake, i hate it took me so long
don’t ask how i feel, i just tell it on the beats
been out here for so long, i’ma get it like the streets
dumb ho, you played you, you could never play me
i know you lookin’ at me now like you should’ve kept it g

- baby smoove lyrics

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