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chuuwee & money montage - whew! lyrics

[intro]
yeah
ayy, shoutout to icewear vezzo ’cause i definitely adopted that n+gga’s adlib for this sh+t
this sh+t go hard
i cop all this sh+t in twos, in depression with the blues
keep it real, don’t pick and choose
yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i cop all this sh+t in twos, in depression with the blues
keep it real, don’t pick and choose, don’t be k!lled and hit the news
how you feel? i’m big and bold
yeah, how you feel? i’m big and bold, [?] gon’ get the tools
pocket watch but be on snooze, go to u+haul and make a move
if it’s beef, we gettin’ food, ha
don’t get k!lled and hit the news
caught you slippin’, tie your shoes
saw you sleepin’, you gon’ lose
i work wonders when i shoot

[verse 1]
yeah
ice my t++th, the wrist is loose
gucci slippers slip right off her when she slip inside the pool
take a dip inside the coupe, it’s a sig inside my boots
i’m on ten when i’m on juice, i’m gon’ hang from my own noose
my own way, i found my groove, my own place
we live ot, you pocket watch it, 5:03, be tweetin’ “sub” at 9:02
know i can’t rely on you but i can’t wait to slide on you
don’t be fakin’ my own truce, that’s just not somethin’ i’m gon’ do
yeah
take my own life if i was you
ended up f+ckin’ but was supposed to hit this lunch in prior to
break her lungs and buy her shoes, give her a shoulder to cry into
my b+tch [?], you pry into, if i were you, be hidin’, too
two d+mn hoes you lyin’ to, but they don’t care, they tired, too
they can’t front, they tired of you and ask me what am i gon’ do
how’d you turn into a sucker? something got inside of you
i’m gon’ do what i’m gon’ do and i would duck if i were you
[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
mama, i’ve been this, buy my [?], i pitched my play and drive a coupe
yellow b+tch i’m tied into, we have a kid, my child is, too
with this sh+ts but childish, too, we gon’ be drivin’ wide on you
we can’t catch him out the crib, keep playin’ [?] if i was you
you don’t know what i’m tied into, we have a fight, i’m tryna cool it
talk sh+t from your computer, on your corner hidin’ rugers
you know who i’m tied into, that’s why them n+ggas tryin’ you
yeah, that’s why them n+ggas tryin’ you
yeah, you don’t know who i’m tied into
(let me hear some of back [?])
oh, yeah, this is the wave, bro
ayy, n+ggas crazy, bro
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i cop all this sh+t in twos, in depression with the blues
keep it real, don’t pick and choose, don’t be k!lled and hit the news
how you feel? i’m big and bold
yeah, how you feel? i’m big and bold, [?] gon’ get the tools
pocket watch but be on snooze, go to u+haul and make a move
if it’s beef, we gettin’ food, ha
don’t get k!lled and hit the news
caught you slippin’, tie your shoes
saw you sleepin’, you gon’ lose
i work wonders when i shoot
[outro]
i am the writing on the wall
the whisper in the glass room
without these things, i am nothing
so now i must shed innocent blood
come with me

- chuuwee money montage lyrics

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