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fly kilo - fallen. lyrics

intro:
this sh-t gon turn me to a bad dude
and lately i been feeling mad rude but f-ck that wait
i’m at they neck, i’m like a tattoo
att-tude on get yo bag foo
f-ck that wait-
i ain’t tryin for sh-t
testimony full of fact i ain’t lyin for sh-t
sight glued to the goal, i ain’t eying a b-tch
these n-ggas brag bout hoes
yo b-tch look like a l!ck
l!ckin’ woods close bros teamin’ up ona n-gga
gotta dip it’s either duck or f-ckin’ buss on a n-gga
i took the bus on a n-gga
i gotta slide to the stu
i gotta lay me a track
i’m leavin gas ina booth
used to serve granny bottles to goofy n-ggas at school
goofy n-ggas like you
that’s only ‘cause i know they listenin’
don’t mention me if you gon send a message on some mini sh-t
showing me you phony but fasading on some friendly sh-t
from where mama broke as f-ck so she ain’t gotta gimme sh-t
court split the family up, miss me with the friendly sh-t
mama need a home, lil sister need a mom
lil brother need a brother just to teach him how to grind
i been out here shedding light but n-ggas jealous of the shine
tell em i thought we was workin why the workers on my line
thinkin imma tru and clock out
kilo full time (nah)
kilo g-ssed up (nah)
kilo big slime

hook:
(i been anti-sober tryna make it go bananas when i show up
finna go up, fanta full of poetry and all this soda
tuckin’ dutches in like he so lullaby he finna blow up
and i’m just tryna find a way to fall
buss down white socks on, with the nikes on
mic check, cut the m-th- f-ckin mic on!)2x

-mic check cut the m-th-f-ckin mic on!- (repeat)
(f-a-l-l-e-n sell that sh-t
f-a-l-l-e-n spell that sh-t)repeat

hook:
i been anti-sober tryna make it go bananas when i show up
finna go up, fanta full of poetry and all this soda
tuckin’ dutches in like he so lullaby he finna blow up
and i’m just tryna find a way to fall
buss down white socks on, with the nikes on
mic check, cut the m-th- f-ckin mic on!

rollin’ through my memories of enemies
like tell me is you with me or against me
lately i can’t help but feeling empty
lately i be forced to give em friendly
like when they stop runnin’ friendlies
and why they k!ll lil kenny
and why all my n-ggas dying
like that sh-t up in the air huh?
just fall up out that bullsh-t and drown up in them prayers huh
don’t ask me if we care, ‘cause we was brought up by the careless
native to the west coast where we ain’t used to all the fair sh-t
grind up
grind up!
grind up
(f-a-l-l-e-n) repeat
and all this cookie in my lungs got me feelin’ like a grindah’

like where we going if we not going up
and why we blowing if we not blowing up

- fly kilo lyrics

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