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kaymuni – corner shop lyrics

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[verse]
this game ain’t built on sympathy
thought i dodged the obbo till the feds kicked it in for me
remember the winter sweep
four sticks bro, it was a bad week
i only had guns cause i had beef, the plugs rate me
i don’t care about clout, i can always get dinner
i don’t care about droughts, yo
if you ain’t talking money, can’t hear bro
he told lil shawty i’m an opp, he a weirdo
i think we should collaborate with martin scorsese
all the movies that we planned came to life, we the a+team
someone tell 50 that i need a box set
cah i grеw up round monsters, i never been loch nеss
we ain’t sitting on no fence, what would you do?
she think that she know me cause she seen me on youtube
i seen a cat cook crack on two spoons
drought time, i turned seven g’s to two q’s
can’t lie, the way that she slopping, should get a medal
my boy keep getting shipped out, he can never settle
when everybody left, i stayed in touch with my worker though
i don’t know much, i know one thing for certain though
that i’ma get rich or die trying by any means
they gave me a seven, yo i weren’t even seventeen
they gave bro twenty, yo he weren’t even twenty+two
this sh+t way deeper than rap bro, i’m telling you
real sh+t, i got lifers that pray that i make it
muni need millions, lambo’s and range’s
i was on basic, bored out my brain bro
yeah i’m cg but i’m still wood lane though
we the ones putting in the work and it’s blatant
i seen n+ggas play my ting down cah i’m asian
we done it in cars, hopped out then walked it off
muni run the corner, yo i run a corner shop
i wonder how shawty feel knowing she left me
yo you had the number to my mash, you ain’t text me
you ain’t come to check me, f+ck it though, f did
i’m in jail, the mansion probably gon’ be my next crib
everybody want clout bro, i’m good with a couple m’s
they don’t know that i shared one tuna with double m
she asked for my governments, i told her to call me k
if we ain’t hit a stain or scratched off, it’s a boring day
i got it on me live, i ain’t gotta phone bro for it
yo i risked my life for this sh+t and went broke for this
you ain’t never broke twenty z’s into twenty stones
feds bagged the super line, that wasn’t just any phone
yo i really had to build it back from the ground up
anytime we couldn’t find a way, it just found us
all them court cases in court, yo they was piling
i got double digits, walking outta court smiling



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