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black coal – big trouble lyrics

some young kings, everybody want that crown, though
so you gotta play your best when your hand low
sweat it’s a shame how you n-gg-s scream money over b-tches
but get no change out you, n-gg-s
i’m amazed by you n-gg-s, set it to stone
thinking about that grave when i was face to face with that chrome
face to face with my thoughts, sh-t, face to face with my own
came in this world the same way i’m leaving – alone
look, if we’re being honest then let’s keep it honest
my boy was packing heat like he was moving saunas
hit the wrong block, now my n-gg-r trapped in concrete
all this success, man, he was supposed to be where i be

yeah, that’s the realest sh-t i ever wrote
i shed a tear, man, this world is cold
i put my heart all in these verses, dog
pray for lemons how i’m spitting dough
and these n-gg-s acting jealous
’cause it ain’t sh-t that they can tell us
hey, yo, you don’t have to believe me
i’mma just let my n-gg-s tell it, ghost

you know i’m here, y’all, and i’m coming for y’all
’cause i be chilling, i be living, money tall, y’all
already knocking on a door, tryna break the kn-b off
and i be running in this b-tch with the sawed off
i asked before but now i’m taking, yeah
i know this sh-t belated but they thought that i was faking
f-ck that woman, f-ck who made it
when no convo sh-t is vacant life will hit you like a fragrance
they just watching, they just taking
watch me send their -ss to great beyond
tipsy, that what we tryna be
don’t f-cking lie to me for 12 months then rob on me
y’all didn’t crawl with me so why do y’all stinky fly with me?
especially first cl-ss when you get a n-gg- a burp bag
with the leather sh-t, let her p-ss
it’s funny how our time p-ss and you feel like you can’t get away
and you stay there staring at the pillowcase
i think i’mma go home late, don’t get it f-cked up, i ain’t no runaway
i’m just tired with the same sh-t by the same b-tch in the same whip

i’m the only n-gg- smell like dope
other n-gg-s wedgy like that sh-t we smoked 10 years ago
let me do my dizzle, that boy said credentials
you can read between the lines, i’m fine, don’t need no f-cking kindle
f-ck the law no face, only have to walk
then i’m ducking sh-lls to get that bullsh-t on the shelves
my n-gg- be in bristol don’t really mean sh-t
but all of these b-tches know me well
well, at least i got some tell, finna rock bell
she gonna suck me off until a n-gg-r ain’t got cells
lil’ bad b-tch, f-ck me in my casket
dmx on belly, she gonna do me while in traffic
hot shot, feeling at the top spot, the broad change, flap, flap
more coal, they be screaming go pro
hit me with the alley, i’m scheming in the low post
we got the ciroc so me and crispy leaning low, low
focus on the turn up, gas the game until it burn up, motherf-cker

i swear, we just beyond n-gg-s
so i know y’all n-gg-s f-ck with us
so we always in the cut, n-gg-
just make this money, you can f-ck with it
yeah, that’s some sly sh-t
tryna make this money right quick
black coal, you gonna hear the name

- black coal lyrics

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