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bill $aber - in the $ky lyrics

its back to spittin’ raps
because working hard don’t work no more
8 dollars an hour for power at the grocery store
i can’t take no more
i need vent my problems
they rather turn up ventilation
then help a n-gga who solvin
all his problems
prolly the reason i’m goin hard
and you listen
prolly the reason my peers know i’m on a mission
can’t stop won’t stop like diddy
i pitty my city or whoever in there that actin sh-tty
i’m nice for really like helpin a old lady get her kitty
these p-ssy don’t get it $aber from the gritty
i forgot a condom but i know she f-ckin wit me
because she like my smile
and i’m sl!ck watch me make her stay a while

[hook]
and it so right
i gotta god for this moment in my life
writing everyday and night
like i’m tryna get right
like in tryna get right
til i’m floatin in the sky

pickin up the pen it’s back to the battle
dont forget if you ain’t equipped then yo -ss can skedaddle
i’m p-ssin the rattle to my n-ggas we all makin noise
y’all some san-dusky n-ggas
y’all all touching boys
now back to smackin n-ggas who deserve it
nine innings no hits i guess i’m pitcher perfect
i asked that’s girl you call babe is it worth it
she said for you boo?
i’ll do anything to f-ck with you
i said you ain’t sh-t you bouta cheat on your man for i?
so i can look like the demon in disguise
she said no i mean i really don’t like em
i said b-tch you tripping get the f-ck from out my vision
cuz i don’t need the dissin
i’m just a young n-gga on mission
i don’t even have a pot to p-ss in
nor a bed to sleep in
so b-tch stop creepin
and go back to you husband for the weekend
easy

[hook]

uh
it’s a wrap for these n-ggas no christmas eve
if you disbelief
i’m nice
then i’ll show and tell like you missed a week
of kindergarten
i kilt the teacher lets get it started
you can’t part from spartan
i got a army of martians
who don’t even touch the motherboard
i’m wipin out the mother boards
rest in peace
capital st–z
there’s no era
i’m a summer knight but i ain’t pro era
i’m tacoma tacoma i bet you smell the aroma
as soon as you pick the phone up
your daughter is snitchin
i’m so nice with the words my momma is b-tchin
talking like i need to do a track
and bring that sh-t back

- bill aber lyrics

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