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joey trap - blasphemy lyrics

[intro]
young rich squad
yeah, yeah
akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder

[verse]
bring it back to the days when i ain’t have no food in my stomach
only the realest come from it
don’t dream, i just wanted this life, ain’t all funny
i had to get to the money
i went straight to get it and bought me a mic
now everyday, boy, i write
i live just what i say, i don’t get indecisive
these n+ggas invasive, just get out my life
’cause i ain’t f+ckin’ with you, you ain’t actin’ right
n+ggas be talkin’ a lot, but it’s actions that matter
all i see is steal filet on my platter
out in houston eatin’ shrimp with the cabbage
yeah, i’m single, but it’s money i marriage, yeah
haha, let metalk about it
let me talk about how my n+ggas done turned up against me
i’m in the garden with snakes [?]
how i’m different ’cause i’m rockin’ this fendi
you ain’t get it on your own and you empty
and what the f+ck wrong with these n+ggas
i don’t need to make songs with these n+ggas
i can do this sh+t all with no features
i’m in puerto rico on the beaches
you ain’t more than the n+gga that teach you
all these rappers, they sit on the bleachers
watch me preachin’
a lot of y’all bitin’ my style
i’ve been seen that sh+t for a while
and they say i be bitin’ y’all, yeah
that sh+t is blasphemy, n+gga
tooters, they blastin’ me, n+gga
n+ggas ain’t passin’ me, n+gga, uhm
the original, og, smokin’ dody
this an old beef, f+ck the police
n+ggas know me, keep a poley
haha, man this sh+t my g, uh
gettin’ this money my g, uh
i’m out in sunny side queens
gettin’ honey, no bees, uh

[outro]
yeah, haha

- joey trap lyrics

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