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brian fresco - circumstances lyrics

[produced by saint the goodboy]

[verse 1: brian fresco]
yea ion rap about trap i js trap out tha backpack packed wit louppack saranwrap and a scale to match
a couple stacks to pay my lawyer
d-mn he balling like a hoya
but gata have em in ya corner wen you work across tha border
purple rays keeping me stuck in this daze my cup wit that lavender haze
problem is n-ggas they quest to get laid while n-ggas like me neva rest to get paid sleep wen i’m laid stiff n that tux flowers up with that grave hustle like jose 4 js f-k wit that money gata meet the k
pulled the gun and these n-ggas still dnt f-kin feel me
pull the trigga bet his feelings make him f-kin fear me
see these rappers like a shark in atlantic see we
let em swim but murder dem if he swimming near me
told dem labels ion need it if it ain’t a milli
savemoney like a new religion in the city
po ciroc on a b-tch like i’m sean diddy

[hook: brian fresco/c.rich]
circ-mstances make me who i am
them project streets made me who i am
circ-mstances make me who i am
seen homies bleed just to eat made me who i am
circ-mstances make me who i am
shottas with me party with p-ssin 3 am
circ-mstances make me who i am
chicago streets made me who i am

[verse 2: brian fresco]
i’m kryptonite to these rappers that be thinkin that they superman
living n that dream swear they live in martin luther land
copped some fans switched up the money
now my b-tches always tan with stupid -ss and foreign fam family still that savemoney squadron squad of lyrical criminal problems move through these blocks be sl!cker than margarine figured that i shuld start creating coffins coughing on tracks n murdering artists gl-ss jaw rappers b comin unguarded and
neva authentic leave yo teefeses missing and living that life with the dearly departed
i done seen n-ggas ball for a year then turn around and do 20
done witnessed murder brain fragments on my oshkosh hoody
only 20 young n-gga old mentality 2 me y u cnt say sh-tt to me ughh
still g-ngb-nging love my cliq
only flip packs never been on that pancake sh-t
they took my n-gga reed hope his k!lla rest in p-ss
dne lost so many n-ggas feelings became numb to dis sh-tt
sh-tt so dnt get smacked i’m on my maino sh-tt wit extra ammo clips on my commando sh-tt get yo whip flipped b-tch i’m on my rambo sh-tt
codeine prometh wen i sip slow limp for hoes wen i pimp

[hook]

- brian fresco lyrics

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