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fly union - carry on lyrics

[verse 1: iyeball]
what the f-ck are you whining for
all my n-ggas is cold as ice
all my n-ggas worth dying for
all my n-ggas done paid the price, four times over
gold chains, slave code
flip it over, no owner
i be zoned out, most of my day
[?], 20 seconds, two k
i be reffin’ in arenas cause a n-gga don’t play
treat a n-gga like what
what a n-gga might say
cause a n-gga get turnt and a n-gga mind say
three stories on oak
might tell it to a daughter
cause the world need more real women for the farmers
i’m plantin’ my seeds, two seasons after autumn
compost, bullsh-t, throw a filter on my water
rather tell you how i got it
then tell you that i lost it
real n-gga, i ain’t really ’bout too much other than profit
rather tell you that i got ’em
than you tell you that they got me
real n-gga i ain’t scared of sh-t
but know my n-ggas watching you

[hook]
i got three eyes (three eyes)
seen it all since knee-high (knee-high)
now just promise you gotta carry on
one day you here, next minute you gone

[bridge]
pull up like i’m shooting
ruthless
all my n-ggas do this
ain’t new to this

[verse 2: jerreau]
never chase the box they put you in one when you dead
all my n-ggas is good, all my n-ggas stay fed
none of my homies are feds
a couple out by the feds
thought they’d never get home, i was legal trappin’ instead
on this paper like cursive
f-ck nine to five and i’m workin’
you said it, i did it, always knew i had a purpose
money or status
they f-ck with you cause of one or the other
and if you got both
now you know you in trouble
cousin went home like this the same year he went in
he either wanna meet his maker, or go back in
rehabilitated he never re–ssimilated
now how the h-ll am i supposed to reach that man?
n-ggas from my hood think they refs
he got hit with a tec
no law or governor
d-mn man, f-ck you expect
who do you trust when everyones living a lie
revenues, less [?], single profit, buy low, sell high
it’s all about bankreau, jerreau never lie
multi before i die, i could do better than try
heart of gold but it’s hollow cause i just pour out my soul
with age comes wisdom, that sh-t never gets old

[hook]

[bridge] x2

- fly union lyrics

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