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envy caine - situation 2 lyrics

[verse]
at the end of the day ima slide for my bros
fronto and marley, i’m rollin that dope
i call up the plug, he cookin’ that blow
so i cop me some crack and get back on the road
opps on my d+ck so i’m grippin’ the pole
they gon’ send me bail but parole gotta hold
n+ggas be snitchin’ i know they gon’ fold
actin’ like b+tches, start talkin’ like hoes
gettin’ this gus ‘til the day that i go
stick to the trap i be flippin’ that coke
or give me a printer i never go broke, put that on my soul, huh
let it air dry when it’s fresh off the flame
i’m that coka n+gga, envy cocaine
watch how you talk when you mеntion my name
gangster disciple forеver remain
sippin’ that lean while i’m servin’ the fiends
perc with the green with some fifties of weed
ridin’ dirty while i’m duckin’ the d’z
i’m situated got whatever you need
sixteen in the glizzy we totin’ that heat
hit him up close no need for the beam
stood over his body, i’m watchin’ him bleed
bullets burnin’ now he coppin’ the plea
put one in his head leave him dead on his knees
we the ones who really runnin’ the streets
talkin’ that lingo you got it from me
starve with my n+ggas we all gotta eat
life is a gamble we playin’ for keeps
take it if i heard he got it for cheap
caught a couple stains it put me back on my feet
better tuck your cuban if you run into me
call up your wifey she givin’ me neck
chasin’ money ‘til i run up a check
call for that work gotta go bust a flex
bought some brand new pistols then i sold him a tech
[?] police say they after us
on the 1st on the block we start rackin’ up
tracin’ all my steps ain’t no catchin’ up
find my way and finesse ‘til i had enough
in connecticut dimes go for 30, them [?] gon’ double up
my whole circle call shots like a huddle up
and your man in the dirt you ain’t turnin’ up
me and leeky pour four drank in double cups
spend your reup to front, now you f+ckin’ up
you threw dirt on my name just to f+ck with her
see that b+tch ain’t worth sh+t now you stuck with her
when that check drop and clear do the runnin’ man
my whole mind state gon’ change with a hunned bands
survive through the drug dealin’ with them grams
when i link with my pops ima be the man
free all of my n+ggas i need them here
i be rappin’ that sh+t that you need to hear
copped a couple new fits ion even wear
coka sponsored by nike and adidas gear
them n+ggas be broke so they watchin’ face
late nights hit a crib just to take a safe
break down all the weight on my mother’s plates
i done made the trap hot got another sp+ce
in the ‘ville we stay strapped, it’s a gutter place
n+ggas gettin’ shot down if there’s all chase
trey pound but the bullets say .38
gettin’ money and raisin’ the murder rate
coka

- envy caine lyrics

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