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dyingcondones - sit right (coming home remix) feat. lucki lyrics

[verse 1: dyingcondones]
i’m way too far to tell you sh+t, i cannot just go and counterfeit
all these n+ggas just want my head and sh+t, i cannot just go and tell you sh+t
gotta stay so low with my bruddas, yeah cannot go stay in the gutters
yeah i’m waiting for time, yeah way too young to retire, yeah way too young to retire
yeah, i got a cls coupe and ima go drive it around the crew
just wanna go and hang with you but sometimes your not making through
yeah, just wanna know what your doing baby i just need you
but you really need to tell me baby when can i go and get you
but this sh+t don’t wanna sit right, i don’t wanna go hold tight i just wanna feel your side
but bae i need you tonight

[verse 2: dyingcondones
yeah, bae i know how you feel
i know that you wanna see if n+ggas are real
some of these n+ggas are fake, some n+ggas are hoes i cannot seal
i know that i can treat you right baby don’t need to heal
yeah, i just wanna see you now come sit right here
yeah, i just wanna treat you right i can go on till
yeah, lost some bruddas in the past but i gotta keep on still
yeah, i got jesus, got god on my side can’t go and fail
yeah, don’t wanna go and let down baby i know how you feel
don’t wanna go and let you down baby i know how i heal
yeah, do a crossover spinback like im bradley beal
can’t forget my own love ones that i really healed
yeah, we living in the southside in the hills
yeah, i know bae really calling on me still
if you want true love, you can’t hand your heart stale
that don’t sit right baby is that how you really feel
[verse 3: lucki]
(yea yea uh)
ain’t nothin’ to tell
i gave too much time into all that sh+t, at the end we failed
fool’nem still be lyin’ about that sh+t but bro not here
[?] when you just left beverly hills
i got the white fans out there posting glocks, but the black ones know what’s there
i got a best friend hoe, i wanna post her
f+ck, let somebody get in my air
and that sh+t don’t sit right
i told my favorite that that sh+t was lame, b+tch, you hope i forget, right?
i pop a xan for kat, red for papin’, know boogie might not like it
and that sh+t don’t sit right
and my momma call my phone at midnight, my son used to call me a vampire
i been up, but i ain’t seen daylight
in the gle, three days geeked
twin wake me up at the red light
know boogie stay with me all through the dark
and i still can’t sleep ’cause i’m on sh+t
i’m a street n+gga ’cause i got a big heart
everything kinda feel like an accident
but the camera on you and it’s your part
yeah, on top of that, she still nag me
said, “take the first flight back to new york”
i just cut her off ’cause she got a big heart
[outro: lucki, dyingcondones]
(you know that sh+t don’t sit right)
and that sh+t don’t sit right (you know that sh+t don’t sit right ohh)
she upped the score because we play for keeps, she wanna be right (ohh)
and to her that sit right
that sh+t don’t sit right (ohh)
(bop bop bop)

- dyingcondones lyrics

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