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dera meelan & deadforest - silver spoon lyrics

[verse: ap]
i don’t play no games not me
best in the oce that’s true
test me, nah none of them could never
i’d be p+ssed if i looked like you
i’d be p+ssed if i ever did some back clubs
never bought drinks at clubs
no one speak when a real one backs they run
coming like tracks they run
i run with a few bad men that do bad things
won’t stop cause the pays too good
111 when i hear that phoneline ring
best know it’s back to the hood
been planning to give sh+t back like robin
dolе got cut so i guess i’m robbin’
cody’s, skull that mouth of (?)
twin rambos when i roll down cobham
go then say i didn’t havе your back
how many times did i count on man
how many men did wrong by me
but i stay too g when the sh+t hits +
stay too g like nike (whoosh)
just tryna be like sykes (kefe)
get spun out like your polo tee
left on the scene that’s good night
[chorus: church and ap]
most of the ops got silver spoons
best in the oce that’s true
how many kids wanna sound like me
too many guys act weird like you
silver spoon tryna eat for free
best in the oce that’s team
how many kids try sound like us

[verse 2: ap]
too many talk on church & ap
how ’bout you save them stories (save it)
bro said what is this beef on the gram
told bro it ain’t beef don’t worry (nah joke)
dry c+nts wanna get (tss) oh well
don’t call when the sack get +
they talk too much sh+t on the net
can’t be that guy but the thought is tempting (use)
already been there done that
saw man on street and spun
don’t know if its war or peace
but i back my bro when the road is swung
these c+nts been running their jaw too much
can’t tell if they’re talking cap or popping caps
just stop and lax you’re mud
too many acting sus for real cuz just stop it
run laps on the mic like relay
just reup on the drop no replay
don’t care ’bout he say she say
sellin’ them 241s on weekdays
sellin’ them three foot fit no profit
heard your sh+t it’s whack just stop it
pack a punch your dome and bop it
chop that go as you move intoxic
chop that mullet, no ball no baccy
drop the clutch hands up get tappy, ah
who said that i wouldn’t make it
b+tch you’re p+ssed that i dropped this track
bet you’re p+ssed that you missed this bus
on the way up gotta watch your back
they can’t jump on a wave like us
silver spoon but it don’t mean jack

[chorus: church and ap]
most of the ops got silver spoons
best in the oce that’s true
how many kids wanna sound like me
too many guys act weird like you
silver spoon tryna eat for free
best in the oce that’s team
how many kids try sound like us
how many guys wanna be like g’s
[verse 3: church]
unless it’s talk bout my g from the 03
i don’t wanna hear no sh+t about humble
we were running it straight no fumbles
sandwiches don’t mumble
’cause word on the street is
they wanna tear our peace into pieces
but it won’t take long to define what beef is
funny how the students are teachers now
ain’t sh+t you could teach us now
used to be with the stars on the field
go and sit on the bleachers now
we are not on an even keel
we got the keys, they key and peele without the appeal
poison and culture how does it feel
enslaving a bro like how are you real

the city too small, so all of the big talk behind closed doors
we done heard it all
and i don’t wanna hear no talk ’bout a label
sending ’em bars and i’m funding them all
i did do ’em all
f+ckin gatekeeper break down the wall
then pick up a brick and go bust up his jaw
bet he’ll regret all that yapping before
we’re ready for war
i dare one of you come send for me
like i ain’t even tryna brag
maybe i should just sip my tea
cause them zip+zip body bags
but what have you done
all i ever hear is the yarns you’ve spun
i don’t really care what blog you run
you are not one of us and you never were one
you are not one of us you pr+ck

most of the ops got silver spoons
best in the oce that’s true
how many kids wanna sound like me
too many guys act weird like you
silver spoon tryna eat for free
best in the oce that’s team
how many kids try sound like us
how many guys wanna be like g’s

- dera meelan deadforest lyrics

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