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chris manson - fxck love lyrics

fxck love ft john wicks

(john wicks)
sniper

“se la vie”

(chris manson)

chris manson

(john wicks)

papi gang

john wicks n-gga

hook

i was posted on the block
but i ain’t never looking back
(looking back)
i’ve been down that road before
but i ain’t never looking back
(looking back)

verse 1 (chris manson)

now tell me am i wrong
cause i don’t trust a motherf-cking soul out here no mo
i did it on my own
i ain’t have mommy and daddy, i had to get them packs gone
you know that i was movin and crusin
i hit the club, make a movie
you know i role with that toolie
i got her wet like a cuzzie
gotta make that paper and stack it
and we don’t play bout that action
you know we carry that rachet
i hit the bank while i’m laughin
sak pase to all my zoe’s
nap bule if you didn’t know
tryna ride a n-gga wave
and i got em stealing flows
on the road doing shows
pockets full of bankrolls
yea i got them pesos
you know i keeps a caseload
i put that ice on my risk
look at the light when it hit
you know i shine in this b-tch
i look like i hit a liq
i rock designer and sh-t
came a long way to get this money
ain’t never gone forget i came from nothing

hook

i was posted on the block
but i ain’t never looking back
(looking back)
i’ve been down that road before
but i ain’t never looking back
(looking back)
i was on that corner hustling every single night
i done had that pistol on me fighting for my life
got me screaming f-ck love
(love)
got me screaming f-ck love
(love)

verse 2 (john wicks)

watch me beat the block
i was one the corner with the glock
i was tryna come up with them knots
young n-gga gun pop like wow
i remember running from the cops
now i’m doing whole dash
young n-gga spaz
i’m a do the dash
never fold on my folks, i’m a crazy dog
watching bodies hit the floor, drive me crazy dawg
mr. selavii to the door
if it’s closed, let know what it is dawg
all i know keep it real with your day ones
they was with me on the low keep it grinding
we was selling dirty birds to them hustlers
we was robbing n-ggas home call em bustas
we was really really really on the corner
me and pietro pietro bird really grinding
i’m a keep it 1k for my soljas

hook

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