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daboii - 2am in vallejo lyrics

[intro]
(gb on the beat)
man, you know how this sh+t go, man
n+ggas see the money and the fame
all the, you know what i’m sayin’? they see all the good, but they don’t know what—
they don’t know all the bad a n+gga had to get to get here, you know what i’m sayin’?
trials and tribulations, you know what come with this sh+t, man
everything ain’t all good, everything ain’t all bad
on the gang, n+gga

[verse]
i don’t trust n+ggas, they on phony time
i be holdin’ up my wrist, i’m on the rollie time
they keep sayin’ i’m the one, i’m in my kobe prime
if it was favor for a favor, b+tch, you owe me mine
my uncle stabbed me in the back, i can’t even trust the family
keep it on you whеn you shoppin’, it’ll come in handy
beggin’ take thе condom off, man, this ho demandin’
cut my grass like every day, the people think i’m stanley
been through all the pain, so it can’t faze me
never stayin’ safe, b+tch, we stay dangerous
sob the gang, b+tch, you can’t bang it
every day, i pray to god, but he can’t save me
sh+t everybody doin’ good if the ‘gram tell it
i can’t be focused on these hoes, i’m a band bandit
when i had started goin’ up, it had my mans jealous
you ain’t gangster, you condone it if your mans tellin’
stackin’, starvin’, ‘fit from target, but i’m fly as h+ll
that sh+t really ain’t no zaz’, can tell it by the smell
she keep beggin’ me to f+ck her, sh+t, i might as well
before the rap was payin’ bills, b+tch, i had clientele
everybody turned fake, i started acceptin’ that
if he late on what he owe, i need an extra bag
ain’t havin’ nothin’ but them walls, i started stressin’ bad
if i get hit up on the dice, b+tch, i’ma bet it back
carti shades, diamonds dancin’, and the ‘fit supreme
b+tches starin’, jaws be droppin’ when i hit the scene
need a leash for all this pape’, it’s fallin’ out the jeans
i used to be the nice guy, i started movin’ mean
you ain’t really gettin’ to it like i thought you was
you ain’t have your first chain until i bought you one
in that room, i played it deaf, them people brought you up
when we slid, ain’t want no money, sh+t was off the love
i don’t smoke, i don’t sip, and don’t do percocets
bought my b+tch a gucci purse, we doin’ birkin next
she like when i f+ck for hours, say it hurt the best
you don’t really want no smoke, this sh+t’ll hurt your chest
you ain’t goin’ codeine crazy, that’s a green fanta
he can’t walk up, go and buy it, n+ggas need santa
i ain’t been f+ckin’ with n0body, i got three examples
n+ggas hoes, n+ggas envy, and they be tellin’
they start postin’ throwback pictures when the ball drop
when your back against the walls, who you call now?
growin’ up, i had no father, couldn’t call pops
stole his b+tch, he blew the whistle, n+ggas mall cops, n+gga

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