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d'shaun - frvr ryl lyrics

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frvr ryl lyrics
[hook]

whole squad going brazy
it’s amazing that we made it
whole squad going crazy
it’s amazing that we

mxbbytee going brazy
chiefleek going crazy
bishop baby going brazy
me and trevv gone yeah, yeah

all of this stunting they hate it
we all be reppin’ the same sh+t
cdav gone crazy
ese going yeah, yeah

all i could think is we made it
look how we rose from the pavement
whole squad on that gang sh+t
whole squad on that yeah, yeah

whole squad on that gang sh+t
whole squad on that
whole squad on the same sh+t
whole squad on that yeah, yeah
look how we rosе from the pavement
wholе squad on that gang sh+t
whole squad on that gang sh+t
whole squad on that yeah, yeah

[verse 1]

my lil momma told me stay focused
and i’ll make magic like it’s hocus pocus
hating on us know them boys is bogus
whole squad like some trojan soldiers

i told her right now the best time
reserve a table i can’t stand in line
lil shorty my rib, cuss she so prime
lights camera action showtime

show me what you be about
i f+ck round and show you the world now
your neck ima fill up with pearls now
now you comfortable letting ya hair down

i’m smoking gas this sh+t too loud
i still got nightmares of shootouts
but i feel piece with my dime piece
i’m boo’d up at lil boo house
i ain’t have sh+t but a dime and quarter
now the watch on the wrist say the time is for us
i can’t drive that whip it ain’t gotta sport mode
my youngin’ tatt rylty on his torso

ima big dawg cane corso
in her mouth like i did ortho
i had the suit n tie in the courtroom
facetime from my cousin courtland

i know my sh+t is legit
cuss my sh+t as pure as a brick yeah
i got that colombiana
numb up ya sh+t with the sh+t yeah

i was just hitting l!cks yeah
running round with the sticks yeah
was into the mix just how we mix
the lean with the remix yeah

[hook]

[verse 2]

yeah
you know how real i take it
the ego make em’ hold they breath
that make the bluest faces

i left the trap and dodged bullets
like this the matrix
somehow this racket
turned to net worth, & tennis bracelets

yeah, hmm

i think you p+ssy n+ggas
need a new occupation
cuss all that hating sh+t don’t ever turn to
no kind of statements

i broke things off with my ex’s
then i jumped in that sp+ceship
now i know i’m the greatest
to walk his feet on the pavement

i drew it out like a painting
i said that i gotta make it
i see this sh+t for the taking
my n+gga i’m gonna take it

sh+t i got one life to live
ain’t got no time for no faking
i spit the summers money fall
and now i’m all outchea raking

- dshaun lyrics

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