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fcg heem - force lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, lino)
yeah, and i, i jus+, i just want y’all to always know
i’ll give this sh+t up for lil’ steve for real (and if a young n+gga steppin’, a force to be reckoned with)
ayy, free lil’ quez, free lil’ coop too, man (and if a young n+gga steppin’, a force to be reckoned with)
ayy, i miss them boys for real too (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
(yeah)

[chorus]
they steady countin’ me out but i count dead presidents
rather go up with my brother n’em, that’s who i’m rockin’ with
fresh to death, i k!ll the scene and leave no evidence
ion’t care if they throwin’ shade, it ain’t no stoppin’ this
they ain’t wanna see me shine, but it ain’t no blockin’ this
yeah, and if a young n+gga steppin’, a force to be reckoned with
yeah, and i just hope the hood remember my name and don’t forget
yeah, and i done made a name, and i’m gon’ by die ’bout that sh+t
yeah, and i know this jewelry shinin’, boy, don’t die ’bout this sh+t

[verse 1]
i promise i won’t never tell no lies on this sh+t
whole city showin’ love, i guess they proud of the jit
don’t let ’em on tv, they gon’ be wildin’ and sh+t
get my momma out the hood, she gon’ be smilin’ and sh+t
in a hood hole, we ain’t think no one could make it out
we ain’t have no cable, we were broke, ion’t want it now
and them n+ggas tried to show me love, but it was late then
and i’m just gon’ keep on makin’ money, ion’t wanna make friends
that young n+gga ran that money up to the roof
i’m the one in the hood, ridin’ round in a four+door coupe
paranoid, wind down your window, we gon’ shoot
real recognize real so them real n+ggas salute
i can probably get a n+gga touched from the booth
even though they hate, they gotta admit that i’m the truth
i’ma keep grindin’, i promise i won’t never lose
[chorus]
they steady countin’ me out but i count dead presidents
rather go up with my brother n’em, that’s who i’m rockin’ with
fresh to death, i k!ll the scene and leave no evidence
ion’t care if they throwin’ shade, it ain’t no stoppin’ this
they ain’t wanna see me shine, but it ain’t no blockin’ this
yeah, and if a young n+gga steppin’, a force to be reckoned with
yeah, and i just hope the hood remember my name and don’t forget
yeah, and i done made a name, and i’m gon’ by die ’bout that sh+t
yeah, and i know this jewelry shinin’, boy, don’t die ’bout this sh+t

[verse 2]
f+ck this rap sh+t, i’ll give it up for lil’ steve
runnin’ with them z’s in the field like willie snead
you ain’t gotta leave, baby, i got everything you need
momma, if we ever go back broke then that’s on me
no more broke days, we rich forever now
now my lifestyle is gettin’ incredible
we ain’t turnin’ down, n+gga, just listen to what i’m tellin’ you

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