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crossdatbridge - the road lyrics

[verse]
okay you got a timepiece do you know what type of time i’m on
poppin out the cut with my thirty like a bakugan
i’ll take your timepiece while you wait to get your wage paid
pop+out bakugan i’ll start spinning like a beyblade
shoot you with my strap or i’ll stab you with my fixed blade
prostratin for allah then breaking fast with a big date
my demon caught a body mashallah he make it through them gates
f+ck a big 3 if it’s me we talking big eight
all you do is talk ask yourself how my d+ck taste
a gram of molly 4 perc 10s take em to the face
green white or yellow i’m f+ckin or k!llin’ any race
i’m selling work outside the church feelin’ like murda mase
f+ck a murda case yer b+tch is ugly like murda b
ask bout me in the bx weed mon? he said he heard of me
crackas talking sh+t tryna hit? go hit a 33
they lace a pack to k!ll a opp? that’s why they never murder me
i focused on the money and forgot about the pain
remember who i do this for don’t get lost in all this fame
pick up the phone and call my mother before she forget my name
that’s okay i got my brothers but they’ll k!ll me just the same
i say inshallah and then i go and use my will again
astaghfirullah even though i’m gonna sin again
they posted up no freezin up i rack the draco in my hands
i let it rip i love the sh+t i spin and spun and spin again
i keep my gun on me i’ll shoot you in the studio
take the top off your noggin leave you looking like you doodie lo
oh, you real real homie? why the f+ck can’t i recognize?
bullet go through ya head then brains blow out from in between ya eyes
blade hand or bullet i’ll k!ll any man at any size
forget about the safety c+ck it back and let the semi rise
pruno in the dirt i’ll need yeast to make the dough rise
2000 and whatever i’m still tryna put the word to wize
proud of what you lost like a baby tooth
i’m running bases swinging home runs like i’m baby ruth
i’m proud of what i got back ain’ no maybe y’know that’s the truth
my homie swing the drac i send a message to that tinted coupe
sick of all these k!llas in the court standing in a suit
shout out all my enemies that kept it solid i solute
raise a glass to all them in the jam man a salut
and moment of silence for all them babies that done lost they youth
dissonance

- crossdatbridge lyrics

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