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kevmane – superstar friends lyrics

(chorus)
imma shoot it like jb, imma score like c green, imma k!ll like nick d, imma ball like will b
superstar friends not me x4
imma shoot it like jb, imma score like c green, imma k!ll like nick d, imma ball like will b
superstar friends not me x4

(first verse)
got the clamps like c cash, ain’t n0body about to beat that, maybe j up at v tech, youngblood getcha feet wet, matt mo flying first cl-ss, no fly for the quick back, jack d learned the hard way, split his -ss like a kit kat, make whoever take a seat next, get his moody -ss a kleenex, don’t sting in the bees nest, all bless to the rejects, they the reason that i feel best, most thought to the pre text, lone thoughts in the key west, first place to the best dressed, all hoes about to protest, fake love never confessed, luke warm in the midwest, can’t rest on a weak chest, too late gotta think straight, too bent take a sick day, my heart cut in four ways, four square for the blood bank

(second verse)
joey lane towel gang and we go cray, all smoke no choke for the good days, gettin paid that’s the only thing i maintain, kevmane fresh gang in ya membrane, too hot too cold for this d-mn game, all eyes on me like i’m pac mane, don’t mind cause the money with the fame mane, she all on me wanting a w-ng, don’t think that i gave her the same thang, all good but the vitamin a pain mane, hooked on like she talkin to a dope mane, all bets and i’m bouta make a quick gain, too good think i’m bouta make’em quit game, too live for this m-th-f-ckin head bang, all rise and i better hear the truth mane, mob ties but the money from the booth mane
who that isn’t, who that missin
i don’t really want it if it ain’t up out the kitchen
why you trippin, overflippin, talk all the sh-t but’ll never do a mission
i don’t really understand why think it’s sweet
i don’t really understand why n-ggas think i’m weak
i don’t really get if everybody throw a fit, let’s be happy, so a n-gga can repent lawd
cause imma shoot it like jb, eight four with the score like i’m c green, five four wants some more like i’m nick d lawd
they don’t see it like i see
only legends in the making but it ain’t me
on time with the rhymes so the crowd sing like
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

- kevmane lyrics

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