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jucee froot – pour one lyrics

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(intro)
long live fly boy z
lor one hunnid

(verse:1)
aye tell me why i get the chance to breath
buried my demons & they pulling me from underneath
me & jesus barely speak
i just been needing time to greve
cause lately i don’t second think & really i don’t give a f-ck
rarely do i sleep because my thoughts what keep me up
i’m still visualizing scenes, feeling all the pain
hearing all the screams, they calling my name
they want me to set’em free & i can’t so i weep
it’s only right if i make that feeling mutual
everything i’m going through i want you to feel it to
duck tape a n-gga & make him watch as his kids burn
heard that he’s a mommas boy
catch her while she leaving church
probably say that i ain’t right but i ain’t ask for your advice
i would’ve paid the price if i could buy another life
i sacrifice like f-ck the hype & f-ck the stripes
bullets flying, baby’s dying
that’s my f-cking kryptonite
imagine 17 shots going through your son
imagine how them n-ggas plotted & they set’em up
that should give me every reason to go hit’em up
& i’ll k!ll all season if i feel it ain’t enough
sick of life since i was 8 & raped my innocence was took away
my n-ggas in a better place
my heart is in a different place
& that just give me more sp-ce just for revenge
when stunna let me in i told’em i would win
private jets up in the wind
mayback benz at events
i used to hop the fence now i’m hopping in a sprinter
just cause he k!lled yo n-gga that don’t turn you to no k!ller
the sh-t gotta be in ya
i was born a bread winner
if i’m riding then i’m dying
that’s my word & that’s my bond
that’s the reason he told you we ain’t done
took care of one but he knew this sh-t would come
don’t you know you only make it worse when you run
if you never said nothing you guilty as them b-tches
so f-ck anybody & everybody who ain’t solid
rich gang rocket
whip game prover
long live fly boy z
take a knee & show your honor
was them bullets really for me
it kinda make me wonder
pray your soul for god to keep
they better not wake you’re slumber
rich gang
lor one hunnid



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