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gar greatest at rapping - 18 a year lyrics

[intro: gar]
streets taught me a lot
but most important what they taught me
is that you ain’t gonna survive yourself
a lot of people think that, they think they’re gonna+
gonna make it out the stree+ make it out the mud
make it out the jungle
gonna make it to the, f+ckin’, upper middle class like michael sheehan
by yourself? no you gotta develop some bonds

[verse 1: gar]
for 18 a year these hoes gotta be tripping
cause they know gar the next big thing
for 18 a year i would buy d+mn near anything
my girl 18 in a few years gotta get her something
had to hide my views it was scaring my momma
famous at a young age i got a lot of trauma
i been getting bigger but my circle get smalla’
had to delete tiktok there was too much drama
feeling like mshee i been on my knees praying
that me and my momma make it from where we staying
“swagglepie fell off” that’s what i been saying
y’all ain’t sh+t, this the message i’m conveying
i’m feelin’ sad, gotta stare at the sky
syringe filled with p++p, i’m flying high
eating mud by the scoop, my mouth ain’t dry
my girl talkin’ back to me, gave her a black eye
the only time i did math was when i was dealing
sold mud by the pound, money to the ceiling
drug dealing life might seem appealing
but fact of the matter all my opps were stealing
i’m ranking rappers even though i’m the greatest
that sh+t’s in my name it can’t be understated
medway, massachusetts is where i’m located
i think oliver and i might be related
no oliver deadass my cousin
we were distributing p++p by the dozen
said he packs p++p with gar, no he doesn’t
got a muddy reputation, phone always buzzin’
the cat got out the bag so i had to put it down
can’t risk sh+t when you’re selling by the pound
lilmar finna end up in the lost and found
my opps like lamar end up in the ground
nowadays i’m making 18 dollars a day
i help out cause my momma got bills to pay
my girl pregnant kicked her in the stomach today
sold like 8 pounds i think that’s what it weighed
the oppositions lurking i feel them around me
my opps fake black like marques brownlee
mud don’t make you high? i gotta disagree
i been smoking all day it feel like lsd
[interlude: gar]
d+mn, i love that, i love that one
there’s no way + that people say it don’t make you high
if you are saying mud don’t make you high
you’ve never seen it a day in your d+mn life
you’re rich

[verse 2: gar]
felt sleepy so i stare at my sheets
michael starin’ at my b+lls he a d+mn creep
ver all the way in sweden already asleep
we didn’t smoke mud tonight i was too cheap
this sh+t been in the works for some time
had to fly out ver out to me while he’s in his prime
been in the jungle all day committing crimes
the sh+t we recorded in the stu is sublime
my cup felt extra muddy think ver spiked my drink
my words are slurring and it’s getting hard to think
feel like i’m falling asleep i’m trying not to blink
mshee falling asleep at the same time we in sync
i’m on the beat i walk the extra mile
cause when i was in the mud i had no one to dial
i’m holding my tears back and keeping a smile
none of my songs ever been freestyle
muddier than most i keep some dirty socks
had to get ver and mshee out the boondocks
when i order mud, it’s always on the rocks
all this world ever taught me is that money talks
mshee flowing on the beat like some mud go insane
i’m trying to quit smoking i’m trying to abstain
i got opps from massachusetts to ukraine
ver acting too weird had to send him home by plane
[outro: gar]
ver give me the pieces i fit ’em together
why did i move here guess it was the weather
sleepover in sweden they wore shorts and i wore a sweater
what the f+ck
18 a year / april 7th sleepover
ghostwritten by ver
f+ck y’all, f+ck the masses
we in this sh+t on our own
we do this by our own
stay tuned to streaming services
i been cookin’ up some sh+t
and it’s gonna take the streets over
it’s gonna run the jungle

- gar greatest at rapping lyrics

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