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grim dave - numbers lyrics

[hook: wara from the nbhd]
don’t take it for granted, i hate these n-gg-s, i hate you too
and you and you can suck my d-ck
if the plug hit my phone it’s ‘cause he know i could manage
plus he’s talking in spanish
i save my hood doing numbers, my hood doing numbers
my hood doing numbers, my hood doing numbers
don’t take it for granted, i hate these n-gg-s, i hate you too
and you and you can suck my d-ck
if the plug hit my phone it’s ‘cause he know i could manage
plus he’s talking in spanish
i save my hood doing numbers, my hood doing numbers

[verse 1: wara from the nbhd]
n-gg- i know tactics, i know funny faces soon as i see ’em
if he the n-gg- snitching then i wouldn’t wanna be him
i don’t shake hands with the rookies or middle mans
take me to the [?] and just let me know if it’s costly
i’m tryna push the porsche with the shiny new exhaust things
ice out the window, don’t look, might turn you to frosting
i come from the ghetto with diamonds and wig-splitters
and b-tches kickin’ doors too, f-cking gold digger
see if it ain’t dollar bills, just tell ’em go figure
don’t ask me how i plan on makin’ it, i plan on takin’ it
like the dice shooters staring at the pot
or they get into it where we tryna get a lot
street smart n-gg- precisely just spitting darts and
aiming at you n-gg-s’ heads, i’m shooting for the charts and
gold grilling n-gg-s with the million dollar suits on
i guess i can keep shit n-gg- rich
i’m taking n-gg-s spots even if they think they hot, or lukewarm
you’ve been warned with the answers
can’t last long with the answers, my n-gg-

[verse 2: dp]
i’m from the depths of the hollows of the valley where the cops go
to apprehend villains and outsiders would not go
got it from the asphalt, plug said the c-ke is [?]
whole ounce in my pocket, powder slipping through the plastic
on those blocks them old heads started taxin’
them young n-gg-s came back blastin’, said f-ck the [?] shit
trey under my mattress, ratchet had a mac-10
keef he had a 12 gauge, [?] had a .38
’round the corner when lil cliff got blazed
and ain’t n-body had no f-cking answers when them cops had came
a product of my environment, real violence shit
it’s no lie in here, there’s no alliances
i cut that c-ke with the creatine
me and keef boosting, half a key from a b&e
syringes and crack contraband in the living room
i’m riding ’round dirty more than arab in the inner tube
you been a newb, in middle school you was huffin’ glue
would’ve kicked me out that b-tch to quote the teacher he was cuttin’ loose
locker room, stick him up for his shoes
ipad and his loot, wish i could say it wasn’t true

[verse 3: dp]
i’m tryna multiply my wages but, n-gg-s tryin’ my patience
asking me for f-cking features with no intentions on paying ’em
i’m paying n-gg-s in bullets the size of a f-cking dreidel
morph your brains to baklava, face into a bagel
been deviant since a new born baby
at eight months i was teething on the handle of a mac-10 in the cradle
no debatin’, been wreaking havoc since the age of eight
got satan praying that i don’t fall to heaven’s basement
i come up in that b-tch with the scalpel, give his -ss a face lift
you must be mistaken if you thinkin’ this year ain’t mine for the takin’
should’ve been mine last year, apologies for my lateness
i’ve been in the basement trainin’, now i’m 99 all [?] rated
most these rappers is synonym of -n-s
i spit venom in the veins of foes till they eyes dilated, and they heart stop or
blows like blanca knock your granny out the rocker, n-gg-

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