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gak (rapper) - nobody has to die lyrics

intro:
h-ll and back, off the track, lost the gak, now i’m back like
(tell me)
lost some hope, lotta dope, lied to hoes, i don’t know

verse:
n-ggas gon get the cream by any means
b-tches gon get on screens by any means
makin sure the t-tties seen when on the scene
booty meat in skinny jeans rub on my seams
dreams, seem like they done died to me
these, poor guys won’t confide in g, o.d
whites’ white makin feigns, she’s tellin white lies
she’s smellin white lines, ironic cuz she don’t like to face a thing
or pace a thing, a waste of things, chased some things
i chased the bling, i chased the drink, wasted dreams
misplaced my wings, f-ck mase’s fling, i’m made for king, i’m made for king
im vain, i’m mean, insane i mean, the pain is mean, the rain ain’t clean
faith i need, a grain, a seed, an ancient greek, with basic needs, i paid the fees
i hated me, faded gs, i faded bs, im breakin ps, i’m takin e, i’m jaded we
was takin these, hey take it ease, awaken these, not blatantly, or satinly, stop taintin me

refrain: (tell me, tell me)

chasin -ss, chasin stats, chasin jack, now i’m back like (where did i go?)

h-ll and back, off the track, lost the gak, now i’m back like (where did i go?)

verse:
h-ll and back, sellin sacks, melon cracked, tellin that
bailin that, trailin back, failin that, feelin trapped
feelin that, healin that, wieldin that, buildin back
(ya ya) an iller gak, (ya ya) a realer gak, (ya ya)
a filter? na, (ya ya) a mill to grab, (ya ya)
you grill on past, (na na), still fillin that, (na na)
k!llin that, feelin that, children at, like pr-nto
f-ck the friendly sh-t boy, gotta be the honcho
get you before you get me, i seen the ones that haunt those
can’t be a victim of it if you go and let ya heart froze
watch out those, are potholes, robot hoes, that want souls (f-cked up) she’s sayin i’m not like those, (f-ck up)
been f-cked up by sl-ts colder than you since high school
boo ya heart ain’t cut, ya sh-t don’t crush like mine do
i had to buck up an look up for sh-t to look up
gotta pick up an mix up, can’t eat what’s in my spoon
i’m fed up n-gga, won’t dead us, i feel like i been lead up
and bet up, and set up, since i came out my womb
(n0body has to die) yes they do
(n0body has to die) get intuned

refrain: sac to mac, paps to packs, gak to jax, now i’m back like

deep in that, weed and rap, seekin facts, sinkin fast like

trippin tabs, trippin ac, tripped in traps, now i’m back like

outro:
clippin that, dipped in that, kickin that
grossss i’m sick wit that, poseeee; i’m sick of that
most’ll stab ya back, most prefer that mask
growth they’re scared of that, pose to act like that
pose to stack that cash, pose to grab that bag
pose to grab that -ss, go for hoes that’s fast
go for hoes like that, don’t think bout your kids
blow the sacks sip that, don’t slow down just live

- gak rapper lyrics

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