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fcg heem & jdot breezy - curtis jackson lyrics

[intro]
(haha, you’re the best, mango)
(produced by jayo)

[chorus: fcg heem]
micro draco, this b+tch petite (petite, yeah)
tryna make a million, it’s way too easy to jump off in the streets (jump off in the streets)
let them n+ggas tweet, dead by next week (dead by next week)
so far away from my goals, this sh+t be hard to get sleep (hard to get sleep)
lost my n+gga, some sh+t i can’t heal, permanent scars (permanent scars)
where you been? why you ain’t been callin’, n+gga? times been hard (times been hard)
suicidal thoughts, stuck in the hood, now i’m on tour (now i’m on tour)
them n+ggas hate me, couple b+tches too, done broke they heart (done broke they heart)

[verse 1: fcg heem]
don’t get caught loafin’ at the light, boy, told you it’s on sight, boy (told you it’s on sight, boy)
way too big to post up in front this trap, they servin white, lil’ boy (they servin white, lil’ boy)
n+gga wanna go viral, don’t be on the news for some likes, boy (news for some likes, boy)
ballin’ heem, i promise it’s h+lla viewings and candlelight’s, boy (viewings and candlelight’s, boy)
penalties, a n+gga try me, so i want blood (so i want blood)
security know they better not search him, we’ll get this pole in the club (pole in the club)
hmm, let a n+gga try this, he dead (try this, he dead)
my words kinda slurred, styrofoam full of red (full of red)
i’ma have them k!llers purgin’, you say some sh+t that make me scared (you say some sh+t that make me scared)
won’t respond, want n+ggas dead (dead), better get that through your head (through your head)
them youngins, they gon’ k!ll ’bout me, i got no fear (i got no fear)
no revivin’ where i’m from, send that n+gga upstairs (send that n+gga upstairs)
[chorus: fcg heem & jdot breezy]
micro draco, this b+tch petite (this b+tch petite, yeah)
tryna make a million, it’s way too easy to jump off in the streets (jump off in the streets)
let them n+ggas tweet, dead by next week (dead by next week)
so far away from my goals, this sh+t be hard to get sleep (hard to get sleep)
lost my n+gga, some sh+t i can’t heal, permanent scars (permanent scars)
where you been? why you ain’t been callin’, n+gga? times been hard (times been hard)
suicidal thoughts, stuck in the hood, now i’m on tour (now i’m on tour, yeah)
them n+ggas hate me, couple b+tches too, done broke they heart (done broke they heart)

[verse 2: jdot breezy]
beam on that glock, n+gga, it’s infrared (yeah)
for that pape’, he ain’t gon’ miss, my k!ller bust your head
n+ggas stole that pillow, but never lay in that bed (nah)
i ain’t forget that sh+t you said
you better k!ll, you better not slip because we on your ass (we on your ass)
where you n+ggas was when it was all grind with no bag? (n+gga)
sharin’ clothes with bros and f+ckin’ ratchet hoes with no ass (ha)
we was tryna score, we hit they block in rentals, no tag (no tag)
now we got them bands, they used to look at us as low class (the low class)
i don’t need a bust down n+gga, this rollie plain jane (plain jane)
that’s my brother, b+tch, if i’m on it, he on the same thing (same thing)
came a long way from stealin’ cars and lettin’ things rain (things rain)
n+gga, what you did for the guys? how you gang+gang? (how you gang+gang?)
momma said she pray for me, my head, i gotta maintain (keep it up)
i don’t f+ck with p+ssies, you merge over, watch me change lanes (watch me change lanes)
n+ggas sell they soul for fame, that dollar make a n+gga change (ah)
it don’t even be the opps, now it be your own partner that bust your brain (sh+t’s crazy)
[chorus: fcg heem ]
micro draco, this b+tch petite (this b+tch petite, yeah)
tryna make a million, it’s way too easy to jump off in the streets (jump off in the streets)
let them n+ggas tweet, dead by next week (dead by next week)
so far away from my goals, this sh+t be hard to get sleep (hard to get sleep)
lost my n+gga, some sh+t i can’t heal, permanent scars (permanent scars)
where you been? why you ain’t been callin’, n+gga? times been hard (times been hard)
suicidal thoughts, stuck in the hood, now i’m on tour (now i’m on tour)
them n+ggas hate me, couple b+tches too, done broke they heart (done broke they heart)

- fcg heem jdot breezy lyrics

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