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f3nix - wrong number lyrics

i can not f+ck with these snakes, they fake
i cut my grass everyday [?]
right out the way i’m avoiding the [?]
and i know i’m not gang, but i’ll carry a k

yeah, i came from down under
callin’ me up for some favors
said, “you got the wrong number”
hungry when i seen you eatin’
but you never sharin’ nothin’
took you in like you was family
but you never cared about me
yeah, you never cared about me

so all of this time, to take mine just to waste it
all of my life my whole mind just been caged in
i’m writing these words keep a [?] on these pages
i’m [?] [?] so watch what you sayin’
‘causе sh+t, i’m the baddest that you heard of
you rеst in p+ss and be heard of by no one
tryna take [?] while you playin’ [?]
turn you to dust, and throw 6 feet of dirt on

i can not f+ck with these snakes, they fake
i cut my grass everyday [?]
right out the way i’m avoiding the [?]
and i know i’m not gang, but i’ll carry a k
now they wanna f+ck, ’cause i’m poppin’
random b+tches in my dm i’m blockin’
thirsty as f+ck for no reason, like stop it
your age is younger than the count of your bodies
and that sh+t is gross, fo’sho
you f+ckin’ ’em, coast to coast
you hittin’ ’em, blow for blow
like, toe+to+toe
thots straight doin’ the most
so why would i f+ck with these hoes?
they overgrown, overgrown
out her mind, she might overdose
got these b+tches, call me romeo

sh+t, i gotta win
’cause there’s nothin’ else i wanna do in this b+tch
this world is a mess
i don’t gotta chase records
i know i’m the one that be pushin’ this hits
hundred percent
bro said [?], let’s go hit a l!ck
he want vanilla, that’s not what i meant
fiene’s always knockin’, they want some more product
my stove always jumpin’
need my oven mitts

sh+t, it’s all luxury, yuh, lifestyle
20 for the show, i need right now
said he talk sl!ck, need more rounds
sh+t, my chop turn his block to a ghost town
sh+t, it’s all luxury, yuh, lifestyle
20 for the show, i need right now
said he talk sl!ck, need more rounds
sh+t, my chop turn his block to a ghost town

two bad b+tch, and they both laid back, huh
i think they twins
i pulled up in a new maybach
they wanna get in
check my coat, they check my tag
it’s a whole ass [?]
f+ck one set, need double them racks
still talkin’ ’bout twins
i came from down under
callin’ me up for some favors
said, “you got the wrong number”
hungry when i seen you eatin’
but you never sharin’ nothin’
took you in like you was family
but you never cared about me
yeah, you never cared about me

- f3nix lyrics

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