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dyemond lewis - no fucks given lyrics

i stiill not see you guys
i wrap the grammy not on z-s
with the bang-bangers slamers, but that ain’t bout that mean
wrap you set you pose nothin’
but i see the n-gg-s can put to see, but a lil n-gg- wip go hard
and that’s a lil n-gg- i had hot
alwayse in trouble school call my angles chool don’t need your body
but your son get a little stufler
thank you mom for the p-ss groopies
cuz if you didn’t then my -ss wouldn’t be how i am today
a wise old man have a lot to say
wont, wrong moves and a lot to change
and a lot of n-gg-s will not got the streath
ooh, lord oh lord i give my soul to be that light that lied the beating
to got it most i feel they live, they left wihtout a reason
i know that feeling, you hit the smoke they hit the cealing
you think you need it in your system cuz it help you sleeping
i know, in know man i ain’t judge the sh-t i do it to
gte your money, feed you family and put up a couped
and i let you know don’t never look down before oyu leave
it’s only two ways to live in this life
you move all this sh-t
don’t get no pop and he told me where is at
we don’t get no time, we coming for the cash
we only get high,
no f-ck he’s coming for the cash
on that buggy life,
no f-ck, no f-ck, no f-ck
they coming for that
sunshine,
hey yo, but this is super dupper
it’s like in air up on my forty seven sh-t
took some time off, just to sit back and study sh-t
and i took a grave with for the super dupper pow with
then i”m stuck grany and i’m luck
got you wandering in my time
b-tch i’m leaning, leaning to join the move with the
and i am higher then the i settle and i bust your b-tch and leaving my tag
so what you gonna do whe they gonna come for you
cuz it’s like will be the truth
tell me sh-t just like we do
for ego got the green smoke in the back
and you know we ain’t stressing and we using to be laught
and also for the fact it took me five seconds just to balance on my choper
rest in piece, loader smoke at your reverence
that’s the old marry high
we wave high to the heavers, why we smoke, drink and high
we don’t gte no problem, we coming for the track
we coming for the trap, this way, this way you wave back
we don’t give no trap
we own that f-cking trap
we coming for the trap, this way, this way you wave back
smoking and trap, smoking and trap
smoking and trap, smoking and trap

- dyemond lewis lyrics

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