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borleone - every season lyrics

[chorus]
in the ‘partment catchin’ plays
catchin’ bodies, can’t catch a case
dice game, shootin’ in the hallways
young n-gga shoot it out broad day
run in your spot, n-gga, where the safe?
hand-to-hand, servin’ auntie that yay
ride with them sticks when i’m in the a
smokin’ on runtz, ship it from la

[verse]
i slide on that block, hit ’em with the k
i came with my young n-ggas, they be snakin’
i hang on the block with the dealers and takers
i’m servin’ that drop, junkies run around naked
i hang in the ‘partment with poles
my young n-gga loose screw, he let it go
these n-ggas they blues clues, givin’ up code
can’t hang with a b-tch or a rat ’cause he told
servin’ the junkies that angel dust
the pack got delivered, came in on a dump truck
i’m off the pills, a young n-gga be geeked up
f-ck these broke n-ggas, ain’t doin’ no features
can’t hang around n-ggas, these n-ggas be leeches
in high school, young n-gga made more than my teachers
i’m in the game and young n-gga in the bleachers
you livin’ for clout and your b-tch–ss be reachin’
he say he an opp, is he gon’ squeeze?
i ride with the thirty, n-gga, f-ck a beam
n-ggas be b-tches, n-ggas switchin’ teams
f-ck instagram, leave the beef in the streets
i been k!llin’ sh-t since early teens
traphouse jump, 1017
f-ckin’ your b-tch, n-gga, bet she leave you
servin’ them junkies, n-gga, every season

- borleone lyrics

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