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bluntaveli - first freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: bluntaveli]
from longfellow to morris
drug deals to loading bullets
i remember smoking fives and tens
now we smoking pounds man, codiene
foam cup & a sprite can
your main is my number one fan
saying i couldn’t , now i do it , i knew i should’ve
i got money stacks, racked up
touch it ima stab you blood dripping like a virgin pop
i’ll pull up with the squad with loaded glocks
hope my bros don’t get shot
with the clic clac d-mn this shit don’t stop
got my own race down talking me
saying that i won’t succeed
don’t bite the hand that you get fed by
bullets hit you quicker than you can blink an eye
i got the weed you got the rollie
let’s get high and make business but no talking to the police
can’t fuck with snitches, hating is bad for your fitness
keep my shit lowkey you’ll end up dead with no witness
ima be a free man and you a dead man
ima winner you a loser
and nothing is going to stop us
doing these moves with my crew
only fuck with a few, i don’t trust nobody
you ain’t a gunner you ain’t catch no bodies
i stay high like bob marley
b-tches loves us cause our after parties
she like” you finally famous bluntaveli, can you introduce me to r.kelly?”
no baby don’t ask for favors
w.e you cop i cop it in all the flavors
off that henny i’m wavey
but niggas still can’t touch me, i’m what they say i couldn’t be
my dreams are now hella big, wheres my meeting with universals records president?

- bluntaveli lyrics

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