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boldy james - outro lyrics

[verse]
i’m on the run for all type of sh+t (detroit)
then we shot down to south by southwest and i met alchemist (the chemist)
on trapper’s alley: pros & cons, was plugged with italians (bold)
after consignment, when i touched my first hundred thousand (uh+huh)
on grand quarters, we was in that [?]
but my 1st chemistry set was my first official album (mafia)
on jammin’ 30 a.m., was 76+milin’
then we dropped another trapper’s alley, the second volume (two)
they say the art of rock climbing was a collector’s item
told me not to drop the house of blues, i might get indicted
wanted to call it pillmatic but peter didn’t like it (uh+uh)
was on my nostradamus sh+t, it had me feeling psychic (for sure)
almost got dropped from the label after i caught the case
runnin’ from the jake with a half+a+key of frosted flakes (blockworks)
was 6 flaggin’ all across the state (uh+huh)
on my way to beantown, massachusetts with them boston [bakes ?] (i’m for the ride)
i know they’d rather see me walk the plank (you know it)
all my n+ggas eatin’ now but we used to get it off the plate (swear)

[outro]
i was doing this rap sh+t when it wasn’t even cool to do it, n+gga (on baby ‘nem)
when we was getting in trouble for writing raps in school and
teachers sn+tching up the paper off a n+gga desk (embarrassing, n+gga)
reading in front of the class, calling the crib, telling a n+gga parents, n+gga
what you know about that? (nothing)
y’all ain’t from that, n+ggas from this new internet
instagram, insta+famous sh+t (weirdos)
n+ggas worked hard to build these fanbases
these buses, put all this work in the street
to build a n+gga name up (it ain’t come over night)
so we be out here credible, n+gga, n+ggas can hang on to everything a n+gga say
they know a n+gga out here really in this sh+t, for real (yeah)
shoutout to all the real street+lifers out here still grittin’ it out
(don’t let nothing break your concentration) self+made
(throw you off your square)
it’s self+explanatory, baby, that money speak for itself (talk to me, i talk back)
n+ggas ain’t never drop [?] kicks, [?]
had that [?] tucked, all that sh+t at the same time
n+gga can’t relate to this real street sh+t a n+gga go through
all the bumps and bruises a n+gga take (all the ls, all the losses)
and take that sh+t on the chin, my n+gga, keep grittin’
(this sh+t’ll never stop)
ayy, wop, welcome home, my baby, it’s on (’til the casket drop)
concreatures, love live mox
know you smilin’ down over the ghetto

- boldy james lyrics

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