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hendrik - abc lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, waddup it’s rik)

(you should know when you hear that, yeah)

(man you should know this sh+t too easy now)

(i don’t talk too much, just wanna talk my sh+t)

[verse: 1]
one thing i know is what i want
give me my money, and get the f+ck
b+tch i’m fully the man, lil 101
they ain’t playing fair, so i keep a gun
you can cry me a river, me gon’ hop on a jet ski
i don’t even drink, but i’m tipsy off whiskey
don’t smoke at all, but got high fidelity
wi+fi, was connected to a fraternity
told me, better belong to something or you gon’ die for nothing
all that sh+t left me so scared, i’m still surviving from it
they tried with force, but ended up forcing my back against the wall
won’t speak on that sh+t again, fyi, abc the gang not a cult
act like a fеmale, don’t call me your brother, and you can nеver ever be like my sisters
lousy ass n+gga, and his dad a pastor, one of reasons i don’t listen to preachers
god’s child, act so devilish, like i was adopted by satan
living in h+ll, heaven at last, but first it’s all ’bout survival
uh, n+gga tell me should i feel bitter, cause where i’m from ain’t nothing sweet
should i be a f+cking quitter, cause my songs ain’t getting streams
you can’t say you’ve seen it all, if you was busy skipping scenes
if my life is like a movie, then i f+cking wrote the scripts (n+gga)
[bridge]
i am what i am, blade or no blade
blade or no blade, don’t try what i’m not, still i misbehave
still i misbehave, i’m not afraid, young, dumb and broke
young, dumb and broke, i’ve made mistakes, know i’m gon’ make some more ‘fore i get old, proud of myself (yes i am)

[verse: 2]
they all wanna see me fall, y’all gon’ wait till thy kingdom come
still ain’t gon’ fall, gon’ be rising up, straight back to the lord
i’m heaven sent, i do dirt and wash in the blood
blood in my eyes, all i see is red, or it might just be this f+cking world
i’m mad as f+ck right now with a hungry attitude
i’ll chew your ass up and spit you out, cause you ain’t food
ain’t got the time to be stressing ’bout a hater
when i could be counting lotta chickens, lotta cheddar
temptations, lord i need strengthen
real street operation, on that boy i did surgery
you can say i failed successfully, well oh well
anyone think he or she can do better, well f+cking be my guest
even though we broke for the moment, promise we’ll be balling soon
i just pray for a goodnight, morning and afternoon
every single thing on my mind is a bl++dy melody and everytime they all rhyme, swear i’ve never had to bend or twist

(outro)
(i’m ballin’ on y’all f+ck n+ggas)
(i’m ballin’ on y’all f+ck n+ggas)

(ballin’ on these dumb b+tches)

(ballin’ on everybody)

(on gang n+gga)

- hendrik lyrics

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