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goldlink - culture clash lyrics

[intro: fire!]
yeah, ayy+ayy
ayy+ayy, yeah, ayy
fire!
you dun know
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 1: fire!]
i touch that town again and again and locked it down (locked it down)
got the heart of a hustler, word to allah, i’m profit bound (true)
got a quarter ounce and i flipped it to a thousand pound (facts)
got the heart of a lion, lone wolf, i am not no sheep
only the strong survive, kings never target the weak
way too many chatty patties online, i don’t wanna hear them speak
without that filter face, them gyally ain’t on fleek
i might pull up on your bae, make her give neck in this two+seat
insomnia trappin’, i can hardly go sleep
like a zombie when i’m trappin’, i can hardly go sleep
i coulda sold crack to my dad, he’s a crackhead, it’s not that deep
bought a rifle with the man dem and it came with a hundred t++th
my first rifle was a mad ting and it came with a hundred t++th
whole leap of ammo, no ammi (ayy)
serving the cats in the ally (ayy, ayy)
hammer on my hip, no bally, smokin’ a pack of that cali
l.a., i was in the valley, 2010, that’s when i bought a strally
or 2+double+09 actually, shoulda been in the studio with ashley
trappy, hair nappy, lambeth feds couldn’t catch me (woo, woo)
local popo wasn’t happy, i got baddies from sweden to hackney
no fb, no snappy, no ig, don’t @ me
spanish gyal call me papi, fuego, my flow caliente
fire, fendi, no designer, i’m still trendy
[interlude: fire! & goldlink]
ayy, yeah, you dun know, ya feel me?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: goldlink]
i got like 50k on me, i seen the devil that dawned on me
this big k had to spray for me, i seen sh+t that you can’t believe
had a whole city wan’ pray for me
think i be cute when i lay on beats
your girlfriend wanna lay with me, freestyle but it ain’t free to me
wanna get high? take two of these
coupe with the doors goin’ suicide
make a n+gga feel like it’s do or die
uh, it’s the battle of the real
and the baddest man so i can’t be no you and i
shoot out the whip, walk up on the rest (uh+huh)
i think i saw him at merky fest’ (uh+huh)
i changed my life from a thirty pence
f+ckin lil’ girls? dirty sket (ugh)
rock it, rock it (rock it) mosh pit, mosh pit (mosh pit)
man dem, it’s over the clock tick, free walkdown, sh+t is nonsense
i saw gang hit a backflip, i got a porsche then i crashed it
party with da fam, we active, blrrp, blrrp then i dashed it

- goldlink lyrics

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