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flee lord & eto - felon paper lyrics

[verse 1: flee lord]
lord lord
you can feel it in your spirit
eto, turn it up a notch let my dealer n+ggas hear it
either we squaring or we airing
y’all be sweating in my section, really feel it when y’all near it
my wordplay from a different planet
roll a chopper with my mobsters they be getting hammered
sipping sake, eating mahi but my b+tch is spanish
you n+ggas watch me and you rock me i got different standards
(get the f+ck out of here n+gga)
i regulate with no hesitation
heavy eight with no tape have you levitating
(boom boom boom)
always on the ove fool, flee ain’t never waiting
your main bro ain’t feeling my sh+t, we ’bout to make him
trying to set my bread on eleven acres
dirty money my brodie call it felon paper
bad b+tch oh sh+t gang you better lace him
i walk up on him, blow the six i will never chase ’em
[verse 2: eto]
let me educate ’em so they don’t speculate ’em
i [?]
had disagreements with fam but i never snaked ’em
even when we was on the lam, couldn’t separate ’em
flee gon’ air it out, imma air it up
bad face they gon’ have a hard time burying us
rocamerikka staircase, shoot the terrace up
we the ones the police wouldn’t dare to chase
can’t spare snakes and i don’t lend guns
just got a new grip, still got the old m1
now they got a feeling n+ggas cause my soul went numb
all over nothing, shot if you owe bread crumbs, fronting
a penny more is a dollar made
i’m that n+gga now in a lot of ways
don’t speak unless spoken to
chosen few, what am i supposed to do?

- flee lord eto lyrics

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