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damjonboi - all my life (2022) lyrics

[intro]
(jose the plug)

[verse 1]
it’s nothin’ in the morning and i’m gettin’ to this bag
got a play on telegraph, i ain’t even wash my ass yet
mike cuttin’ rose gold cuban with the baguettes
i’ve been runnin’ laps on these n+ggas, ain’t they tired yet?
them n+ggas keep on sayin’ they gon’ k!ll me, i ain’t died yet
i took a plane, straight to nap, but i’ma drive back
dog doin’ all that woofin’, he ain’t been outside yet
on the phone with cleat, ’bout to meet him in the projects
yeah, give me my style back
you can act crazy if you want to, you gon’ die next
don’t let thеse b+tches throw you off and have you sidеtracked
them n+ggas slid on your sh+t, and you ain’t slide back
these b+tches chop a tree down, how you gon’ survive that?
burnin’ rubber on an opp block in a wide ‘cat
told lil’ b+tch to tell her baby daddy he can’t f+ck with me
sometimes, i trick, but for the most part, i be f+ckin’ free
this n+gga wouldn’t cuff the sl+t, she a f+ckin’ freak
i got a bad b+tch for every f+ckin’ day of the week
good hutch water, lil’ b+tch, straight clarity
i’ma be thuggin’ all my life until they bury me (b+tch, yeah)

[chorus]
i’ma be thuggin’ all my life until they bury me
i’ma be thuggin’ all my life until they bury me (yeah)
i’ma be thuggin’ all my life until they bury me
i’ma be thuggin’ all my life until they bury me (yeah)
[verse 2]
i made a thug with my mans, been playin’ with them bands
them n+ggas used to hate me, then they turned me to parents
on the mile in a tan coupe, this b+tch look like sand
lil’ freaky+ass b+tch want me to f+ck her and her friend
i took my baby mama to the set and we balled out
lil’ n+ggas lookin’ at me weird, that’s what i’m talkin’ ’bout
i can’t even shop without these n+ggas on bullsh+t
little did he know i got fn with a full clip
yeah
if i hit you with this b+tch, gon’ f+ck around and do a full flip
that n+gga had a run, then he vanished, lil’ flip
put your n+ggas on when you get on, real sh+t
i love foreign hoes, she gotta be from overseas
don’t think i’m actin’ funny, i’m just serious ’bout my cheese
everybody iced up around this b+tch, we playin’ freeze
i don’t want no ecstasy, i fell in love with poppin’ p’s
yeah
i just pulled up, turn around, shoutout to my n+gga skeez
i heard dog sold his soul for a hundred g’s
you was tryna sell some sh+t, you should’ve sold that b+tch to me
yeah

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