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beeda weeda & big sad 1900 - this time lyrics

[intro: beeda weeda]
(kbn, you a menace)
beeda weeda

[chorus: beeda weeda]
this time ain’t no goin’ back, this time ain’t no givin’ up
promise ain’t no fallin’ off, promise we gon’ live it up
when we gotta come again, woof, not a sittin’ duck
runnin’ packs, we runnin’ packs, huh, we saw him on a hunt
trappin’ like the rent due, bust down and zip it up
wanna shake these bad habits, but it’s hard to give ’em up
ain’t worried what the b+tch do [?] i don’t give a f+ck
streets broke elwood in pieces, i’m just tryna pick him up

[verse 1: beeda weeda]
yeah, i miss my n+gga buck, yeah, i miss my n+gga mall
feelin’ like i miss my chopper, f+ck it, i’ma give my all
gotta make this sh+t pop, gotta make this one count
probably should’ve went to school, said i took the thug route
posted with my drugs out, hopin’ i can catch a play
b+tch want a boyfriend, i told hеr go and catch a date
sendin’ packs to carolina, got my n+gga catchin’ weight
if all you do is chasе v+g+n+, how you ‘posed to elevate?
how you ‘posed to keep it real and everybody bein’ fake?
know i’m really against the odds, but still a n+gga keepin’ faith
blessed to have my n+gga drew, thankful for my n+gga high
k!ll a n+gga over troy, shoutout to my brother ron
promise we gon’ live it up, know you mean the world to me
give a f+ck about a clique, keep my lil’ girl with me
realest n+gga probably breathin’, world just don’t know it yet
illest n+gga rappin’, how the f+ck that i ain’t blow up yet?
i just wanna blow a check, n+ggas try to blow me off
keep me when i’m down and out, when they know, it’s gonna cost
rappin’ what i’m really ’bout, i ain’t told a single lie
‘fore i choose a fake b+tch, i’ma live the single life
n+ggas wanna play sl!ck, thinkin’ i don’t peep game
it’s the doggy dog world and i’m a different breed, man
every man bleed the same, only fear god
try not to k!ll these n+ggas is an everyday job
[chorus: beeda weeda & big sad 1900]
this time ain’t no goin’ back, this time ain’t no givin’ up
promise ain’t no fallin’ off, promise we gon’ live it up
when we gotta come again, woof, not a sittin’ duck
runnin’ packs, we runnin’ packs, huh, we saw him on a hunt
trappin’ like the rent due, bust down and zip it up
wanna shake these bad habits, but it’s hard to give ’em up
ain’t worried what the b+tch do [?] i don’t give a f+ck
streets broke elwood in pieces, i’m just tryna pick him up (yo, yeah)

[verse 2: big sad 1900]
every time i put my trust in you, show me differently (you know that)
i’m tryna build a legacy, n+ggas gon’ remember me (y’all n+ggas gon’ remember me)
them n+ggas ain’t your friends, but for sure, they gon’ pretend to be
grew up with them n+ggas, but i treat ’em like they enemies (yeah, f+ck them n+ggas)
went and got my own lawyer [?] myself out (you know that)
every other day, it’s a n+gga want me help out (n+gga, f+ck off)
i ain’t have no money, n+gga treat me like stepchild
n+gga play with me, the show’s gon’ get wild (it’s gon’ get wild)
i can’t never fail, i got the city on my back now
we stood tall, n+gga, through it all and we ain’t back down (we ain’t back down, bully)
it’s always a p+ssy+ass n+gga in the background (yeah)
look at where i started and look at where i’m at now (ayy, look at where i’m at now)
all this sh+t i been through, this sh+t like a testimony (yeah)
had to get away with some sh+t, it been dwellin’ on me (sh+t been dwellin’ on me)
take it first at hard times [?] with that felon on me (know i got it, n+gga)
had to shake them suckers and get up before they start tellin’ on me
[chorus: beeda weeda]
this time ain’t no goin’ back, this time ain’t no givin’ up
promise ain’t no fallin’ off, promise we gon’ live it up
when we gotta come again, woof, not a sittin’ duck
runnin’ packs, we runnin’ packs, huh, we saw him on a hunt
trappin’ like the rent due, bust down and zip it up
wanna shake these bad habits, but it’s hard to give ’em up
ain’t worried what the b+tch do [?] i don’t give a f+ck
streets broke elwood in pieces, i’m just tryna pick him up

[outro: big sad 1900]
dead homies, just like that for real, though
we live this sh+t, n+gga
better know that
yeah, for sure that

- beeda weeda big sad 1900 lyrics

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