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kil - you heard lyrics

[verse 1: kil]
never been a beggar always been a trend setter
life’s a b-tch, been a minute since i met her
skated down main roads sipping arizona tea
phony rappers making paper because making lies are free
k!lling more rappers than makers at winery’s
i tell em stop, cops looking for your pops
see him drunk as f-ck but you see ’em let him off
that’s the reason youngins destroying their inner thoughts
i don’t give a f-ck i call em all out
b-tches start to like me when a k on my follower count
the game, starting to feel migraines from it
i’ma be the prince of rap till my reign plummet
she say she a fan but just bump to 1 track
she say it’s cuz some are too whack
although i don’t know how long this flow will last me, sh-t
i scoff in her face, proceed to ask the b-tch

[hook 4x:$ensei neo]
have you heard, have you, have you, have you heard?

[verse 2: sid nair & kil]
i was walking through the campus
socks off, barefoot, minus the camp and it’s just us
nair on the amg sh-t we don’t f-ck with n0body else
i mean, i mean it’s just us
she might not f-ck with me anymore, but her mom still think i’m the motherf-cking best
they asked if she’s a part of my life i said nah
they f-cked with me when my last name nair not gop
(just stop)
so goodness godd-mn do i dare to attest
hold up this is my story, my sh-t (my sh-t) amg my squad my clique, my clique
this my sound you heard? (you heard)
from the top of my lungs, to the bottom of the bas-m-nt
the type of sh-t when you hear you sit back and cry in amazement
outta school but i still got cl-ss
waiting for a christian girl, she at m-ss
bumping our sh-t in the car, key on the dash
no need to ask bars are the only thing that i have
spittin’ this sh-t while she lie in the gr-ss
snakes in my lawn i gotta roll over them
snakes in my lawn i gotta roll over them
(kil)
skating with sid we boutta roll over them
don’t f-ck with me now, i’m p-ssed this sh-t
i scoff in her face, proceed to ask the b-tch

[hook 4x]

[verse 3: kil & sid nair]
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god d-mn,(oh my god d-mn!)
my words so complex, it’s driving them crazy like a mental asylum
their big break is when my pencil go silent
they lookin’ at me tell me i am the man
b-tch i know but wha- what is the plan if you ain’t taking glory what’s to they they don’t understand oh no no
they can’t help but to hand me my props
they lying like a crack fiend screaming the rocks planted by cops
i been cooking up tracks but that ain’t ya business
they say i had no gift since last christmas
i’m flexin’ on the people that said sid ain’t sh-t
i’m flexin’ on the people that said sid ain’t sh-t
run it back boy you gon’ treat that sh-t? the music, the medicine hoping you don’t get sick
i been cooking up tracks but that ain’t ya business
they say i had no gift since last christmas
i know you ain’t hip to this sh-t but i’m teaching and cl-ss is dismissed
i can’t help myself but to ask the b-tch

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