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invermon – b.o.t.e. lyrics

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(jerold, get down here!)

yeah

bet i′ma carry the game.
kobe the way into fame.
we not the same

i took the l with the “grey”
but ‘nv′ was born out the ashes.
you thought i decayed? what gave it away?
you dropping your guard or you gaming away?

i came in a demon, you thought you got jesus
but h+ll came a+ calling. you’re slaving away

now, i’ve been the s++t since the potty training;
dropping deuces on n+++as; they serving heavy

thought i creeped out the back? i was serving daily.
i got here with the time, but they call me lately

drop in like a boss. taking no “ifs”, no “buts”.
cl!ck+clack, hit ′em in the gut.

you can mumble all you want when that mixtape drops
but that s++t still dry with a cream to the b+tt. godd+mn

said he got lean in the cup? that′s cap
he ain’t been about that life. nah, f++k that!

said he got green in a box? that′s cap
bank app reading all minus

i got a bullet for all y’all n+++as in the ville.
“capital cap” get sued.
you ain′t even got shoes,
he’d be f++ked up thinking he can walk in mine too

(is anyone not ready?) let′s get it

one get dropped with a big gun (blaow)
two get bodied by the oak tree.
three with the style, gonn’ replay. big ups.
thought i missed four?
he psycho; hit ’em with the old me

kaydee finna get k′od.
now kayode gonn′ wail like a coyote and kdx+
(they’re so many kays in this s++t like+ what are you like?
the kardashians or something?)

i′m in your feelings today.
you pro’lly gonn′ diss me.
anything less, you p+ss

i got your feed in today.
‘can cluck all you want on the mic.
it ain′t serving a push

i need a dollar today.
‘can suck on my d++k all you want,
you ain’t getting a boost

i need the feel of the stage.
i need the feel of the stage. (doom)

i need to know what it′s like to get b+++hes that foreign,
just blowing my phone every day

i need a couple of hunnids i′d burn in the evening
to keep out the cold at the bay

i need to swerve on the block, on a crip with a blood
just to feel how that loyalty weighs

i got the feel of that novelty ways.
i gotta feel how the royalty wage

(let’s get it though)

take one. whole lotta action
i cut my jeans in accordance to catch up

you n+++as stuck in your basics; you can′t stop.
i just enhance by the level to catch on quick

i keep it coming; i just don’t quit.
i got it all on my finger tips

i got the game and she sucking the tip…

i got your shawty, she on my –

young with it. pop one with it.
drop a bomb in the compound with a gum in it
for the fun of it

double down with a thumb in it.
finna pull up on a n+++a tryinna′ con you on a vision
with a bomb in it

sidebar, you a comedy;
“superfast” while i’m “fast five” with a dom in it.

drop a dagger and a gun down, i′ma dominate

triple threat with a knockout?
it’s abominable. i run that

run it back.

pull up in a party with a gun clap.

captain price with the squad, i’d be yelling out “contact”

shoot em in the belly where the gun tag.
red dot to the head top if you acting like a bored cat

hit em with the blunt edged sai.
n+++a put a body aside

that′s that with violence. i commit to burn the silence.
cruising in, just uninvited,
blowing sirens

off the pound to make the pound.
that′s on my dawgs, we get to pounding.
hard and grounded

on the gram to cut the game a hundred gram
then bypass your whole surrounding

terraform your shaky form with hard income
to come in through with h+es around me

uv rays to raise in h+ll; a h+lla chase and trust me,
there’s no surviving my envy

yeah

envy

b.o.t.e.
that′s baron of the f+++ing envious…

ya dig?

(doom)

(envy)

(doom)

(envy)

(doom)

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