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fcg heem - intro lyrics

[intro]
find in lauderdale lakes, a man making a devastating discovery inside his home
his stepson, shot and k!lled
ayy, um, keep the beat playin’, jayo
(ayy, ayy, keep the beat playin’, jayo)
ayy, good luck rahn (jeff, that stepfather is now back inside the family’s home with detectives)
they don’t even tell me good luck no more (trying to figure out who they can trace to this murder)
f+ck them p+ssy ass n+ggas
(well, good luck rahn)

[chorus]
i know when i make it out, they gon’ say i changed
f+ck that wedding ring, i’m tryna bust down cuban links
this sh+t movin’ too fast, i’ll be gone beforе you blink
i’m blowin’ up, can’t move how i used to move, i gotta think
anything to takе this pain away, cough syrup in my drink
i’m forever in love with you, everything you do, i know they can’t
you can’t name another n+gga hotter than lil’ heem in our way
i ain’t friendly, i don’t wanna do no feature, b+tch, i’m straight
[verse]
momma, look at your boy, he blowin’ up for real
they said i wouldn’t be sh+t, now that young n+gga worth a couple mill’
labels keep callin’, i know they waitin’ on me to sign the deal
tell them crackers, i say, “f+ck ’em,” ’cause i’m signed to the streets for real
yeah, gotta make sure my bag right
bad b+tch, i could brag right
diamonds shine, ion’t need no light
f+ck ya, i ain’t gotta be polite
city to city, flight to flight
four tahoe’s, bike to bike
if it’s up there, then it’s stuck there right
we don’t talk, it’s on sight
n+gga know if he play ’round with lil’ heem, it’s gon’ be murder (murder)
she wrote, gotta make sure i be consistent, gotta stay afloat
made a promise, when i make that money, i ain’t goin’ back broke
do this sh+t for the young n+ggas, gotta give ’em some hope
do this sh+t for the young n+ggas, trappin’, sellin’ that dope
yeah, they know i’m the man now, they know i ain’t playin’ now, for real

[chorus]
i know when i make it out, they gon’ say i changed
f+ck that wedding ring, i’m tryna bust down cuban links
this sh+t movin’ too fast, i’ll be gone before you blink
i’m blowin’ up, can’t move how i used to move, i gotta think
anything to take this pain away, cough syrup in my drink
i’m forever in love with you, everything you do, i know they can’t
you can’t name another n+gga hotter than lil’ heem in our way
i ain’t friendly, i don’t wanna do no feature, b+tch, i’m straight
[outro]
i ain’t friendly, i don’t wanna do no feature, b+tch, i’m straight
don’t wanna do no feature, b+tch, i’m straight
h+ll yeah
n+gga used to be out there, you feel me?
sendin’ you f+ck n+ggas my sh+t, ain’t none n+gga wanna do a feature with a n+gga and sh+t
you know what i’m sayin’?
i came a long way, i’m the man now
hah, n+ggas gotta tap in for real now
yeah
and he on that, yeah, he back on that slime sh+t
that youngin back on that slime sh+t
and that youngin back on that slime sh+t
slatt, slatt
you know what the f+ck goin’ on
got no limit in this b+tch with me (the mother was the last one to see him alive when she left for work monday morning)
yeah, woah
the teen boy’s mother ran to her home monday afternoon (neighbors close to the family tell 7—)
collapsing in tears in the front yard
sheriff’s deputies just told the mom her son had been k!lled
the morning after neighbors say an eighteen+year+old boy was found shot dead in his family’s bathroom
crime scene investigators were intensely combing through the home to figure out who k!lled steven rutty and why

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