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clavish – 2024 intro freestyle lyrics

[intro]
(jj, what you tellin’ me, fam?)
(hal made it special)

[verse]
i made my come up look make believe
if you ain’t bringing nuttin’ to the table you can’t make the team
make it clear, make it clean
i just shut down wireless for a ruby dial
but i remember when i first bought an eight of each
nuttin’ you can say to me
if my name be all up in your mouth at least pray for me
she ain’t ever gotta worry, ”is he gonna pay for me?”
i’ll make one phone call like ”akh bring the trеy for me”
bring the nine for mе, four for me or the gauge for me
i’ll probably put you on if end up sittin’ in the cage for me
i’ll be waiting patiently
i need enough bread to not do nuttin’ permanently
talk of the town, you probably heard of me
two shows in dxb, it’s like your profit for the year
if i’m in her bad books, might put your profit in the airs
you know how many times i’ve copped it
and i’m prob not gonna wear
what’s the chances that i come through and they’re prob not gonna stare
i went o, down to my last wrap, i couldn’t bare
going back to them broke ass days, i wouldn’t dare
and if i did all these rap groupie hoes, they wouldn’t care
said she can’t stand me, but it’s not that hard to get a chair
climbing up the ladder, i know you would be happy if i fell
my knife work, boy you should be happy getting bells
me and kirky dropping change, there’s so many in the world
so if we’re gonna have a fallout, it can’t be over no girls
hit up couple mans boo+babe but i do not kiss and tell
my opps are so broke, from the bottom of my heart i wish them well
me and keeks went halves on the phone and the food
so if we’re gonna have a fallout it can’t be over no sales
it’s amiri for my jeans, sincerely with the fiends
running rings round her after she squirts or she creams
me and m used to split five pound, two+fifty
if we’re gonna have a fallout it can’t be over no p’s
n+gga please, bought the g+lock from some cali
but the spinner from my streams
for two months my n+gga c from lewy saw me every week
shaved him up, probably got ptsd from every jeep
from every four+by+four that flashes headlights and beeps
going back and forth with a and [?] bout’ my chain
take it, you’re most likely gonna make the news or someone close to home
if you can’t get him, then you get his bruce
that’s how i’ve been feeling lately bout’ the death of 22
me i’ll be the first to tell them young kids to stay in school
but if they’re outside i’ll be the first to tell them raise a tool
can’t be in the streets and let n+ggas label you a fool
some of these guys been outside since i was nine
and ain’t got sh+t to show, that sh+t ain’t cool
my youngen bringin guns home, more than he does hoes
i came whilst my d+ck was in her face, now she got nut+throat
your jeweller put diamonds in the face but is it buss though?
how the f+ck are you a rapper when your bm catch the bus though
i used to rob guys at knife point, then get the bus home
now on any given day i hit the shangri+la
when mum gave me headache, used to stay around the mandem’s yard
now when she give me headache, i just fly her out to zanzibar
won’t be a kid and say that i don’t f+ck with the four
i still f+ck with anyone i used to f+ck with before
two point five for my mattress, used to sleep on the floor
in the nitty’s crib, syringe, crack smoke, swinging jaws
look and i can’t put her in no michael kors
if you saw me in that party then my n+gga had a pipe for sure
used to sell rocks with no certificate, they weren’t gia
my la ting upset like ”babe why you didn’t fly me mia?”
but anyway rambo at least, been time since i had a fl!ck knife
all the goats gravitate to me so i ain’t gotta d+ck ride
there’s a long list of things i’d rather do before i switch sides
need suttin’ with a switch on the flip side
i don’t mind taking pictures with my fans but don’t approach me with no ski+mask
i’ma opp and i’m prang and i know why he’s hurting
cah’ my neck a hunnid’ grand and i got rap money
but go and ask m if i got money in rubber bands
was a boy but i had to be a man, all the sh+t that i done for the gang
[outro]
free the guys man you know
do your homework man

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