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foolio - kendre alston lyrics

[chorus]
(6)
(this might be the realest sh+t i ever wrote)
jail or the grave, i’m a man, i can f+ckin’ face it
who i think i am? kendre alston reincarnated
shot my momma house up, i ain’t dumb, i’mma relocate it
get her gone, paint the whole city with retaliation
get ’em gone, all he f+ckin’ saw was a black .380
head honcho, n+ggas done f+cked with the wrong 90s baby
kquame just lost trial so i’m cryin’ thinkin’ bout miss tracy
8 died, lotta n+ggas cryin’ bout lil lawrence davis

[verse 1]
police on my ass say i’m involved in a couple murders
rick, the f+ckin’ police, was a savage, hе a f+ckin’ worker
plus they took strapp, god punishin’ all us on purpose
but i’mma play my rolе, curtains closed till it’s f+ckin’ over
reap what you sow, check the sco’, karma do to all
ask about lil 6, red rum, he watch bodies fall
ask about lil rapper, he a b+tch, tellin’ on his dawgs
my heart f+ckin’ gone, by my lonely, back against the wall
look cojack in his eyes like i know lil bro gon’ ride for me
just talked to bibby osama he said “sonny” he gon’ die for me
lil k just hit my line sayin’ “don’t let them check you off the streets”
no other way around it but sandreka gotta bury me
tmi, them boys that bout outwest,them n+ggas scared of me
tmi, them boys that’s overeast, they might tell on me
you a shooter and a rat, why you tryna put that cell on me?
f+ckin’ with that voodoo, told my auntie put that spell on me
yo favorite smacker p+ssy, he v+g+n+, see it in his face
shoutout to [?] he got my diamonds wetter than a lake
we got the same dream, i could never hate on yungeen ace
guess jit don’t f+ck with me, cool, i still eat a k
even though we goin’ through it, b+tch, it’s still free lil soulja k
’cause his b+tch ass would cry if he found out i died today
i refuse to let these n+ggas turn my name into a holiday
march 19th ’15 still cryin’ bout lil kendre day
[chorus]
jail or the grave, i’m a man, i can f+ckin’ face it
who i think i am? kendre alston reincarnated
shot my momma house up, i ain’t dumb, i’mma relocate it
get her gone, paint the whole city with retaliation
get ’em gone, all he f+ckin’ saw was a black .380
head honcho, n+ggas done f+cked with the wrong 90s baby
kquame just lost trial so i’m cryin’ thinkin’ bout miss tracy
8 died, lotta n+ggas cryin’ bout lil lawrence davis

[outro]
and you know karma do to all when you watch them bodies fall
it’s too late to leave the streets
they spread rumors “i’m a shooter,” got them rats like [?]
war ready when it’s beef
war read when it’s beef
yes lord

- foolio lyrics

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