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blo - where was kevin lyrics

[verse]
sh+t get hard
traumatized from my past, left me scarred
they was six days in, i was six months in, i was f+ckin’ a guard
but f+ck that rico, f+ck that judge, and f+ck them charges
so many srts, might f+ck around, die in a charger
so many pints of lean, made selling cases harder
he wasn’t there, but i got love for my father
you wasn’t there for your son, and you still ain’t seen my daughter
that sh+t crazy
glock with a switch, no .380
nothin’ free, you gon’ have to pay me
ain’t sh+t free, you gon’ have to pay me
this fake sh+t spreadin’ ’round just like a virus, it’s worse than rabies
i f+ck around and pull a miley cyrus and buy a mercedes
i think she was made in a car, her name mercеdes
high+speed chase in atlanta and i’m flyin’ past mercеdes
benz stadium
third person, they talk ’bout me, i know they been hated him
don’t want hoes from my past, ho, i done been dated ’em
i don’t want hoes from my past, i don’t want hoes from my past
i just want loads of the cash
won’t buy my b+tch that purse, that’s a cheap handbag
my plug ain’t got no syrup, he finna make me mad
i hope my baby mama know she got a rich baby dad
“f+ck my baby dad,” she say
you just bought an ass, okay
you still stealin’ cars? no way
prizepicks, i’m tryna make a thousand just off trae young
he sittin’ in the county, he need a thousand just to make bond
i don’t think the judge know where we come from
it’s ugly in my area, you gotta tote guns
where n+ggas go and rob if they ain’t got no funds
where n+ggas in the street, they don’t even know they sons
life is chess, don’t get used as a p+wn
no bathing soap, you f+cked up, using dawn
i thought that was for the dishes
it gets hard around this b+tch, welcome to the trenches
it’s hoes everywhere, welcome to these b+tches
he was facin’ life, he just ducked a sentence
he ain’t check the perc’, he took it, he’s a gremlin
and he ain’t check the syrup, he was just in his feelings
his baby mama trippin’, his baby mama trippin’
i told him that b+tch too ig’
every week, she want a brand+new wig
but she won’t buy no bl!ck, she won’t get no sig
and if that time come, she ain’t gon’ be there for that bid
you told her that you need weed, she went and bought you mid
you been in jail for a minute, she don’t even know your jid
i don’t even play like that, a b+tch don’t know my kid
i don’t even play like that, the da don’t know what i did
go to jail and say nothin’
times was ugly, i remember we was strugglin’
but mama did her best
i ain’t go to class, i still could’ve passed my tests
it’s a war in my hood, make sure you wear a vest
she only a teen, she already havin’ s+x
health fell in line, she got her mama stressed
her daddy ran out, he told them be blessed
this a zl1 camaro, it sound like a ‘vette
[outro]
(exo)

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