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kivvy - faithful lyrics

(verse 1)
uh, look
up late never sleeping in
got dough got dreams to get, i ain’t on yet
i ain’t taking on my moms debt, sh-t
i ain’t dealing with my own yet
i talk sh-t but i own it
ride my whip like i stole it
i stay high boy so lit
so nice when i’m rolling it
you know i condone the sh-t
and the bonus is
they inhale try to hold the sh-t
it’s too real i’ma send my condolences
oh yeah they be often coughing
in a maze that they often lost in
they al dente, toss the sauce in, manga
you know kivvy a f-cking monster
y’all rapper looking like some pasta
boy y’all need to get up off the roster
in a race y’all won’t catch up with rocket shoes
y’all must be high off them rocket fumes
these rappers they show me what not to do
i ain’t gonna sell out for pocket food
just wait till i’m popping dude
i keep delivering knowledge
you keep delivering garbage
just being honest
this sh-t it hit me the hardest
time to say f-ck being modest
i feel like i just lost my first love
i’m saying y’all done f-cked up hip-hop
i don’t know when this f-ck boy sh-t stop
i’m sitting here, wondering how they get hot
boy they need to get popped, metaphorically
y’all up in the pit stop
right now i’m at the top of the podium
please get me imodium, to make the sh-t stop

(chorus)
faithful to the end
i’d like to be her very best friend
faithful
faithful to the end
i’d like to be her very best friend

(verse 2)
uh, look
i’m faithful to this music sh-t
you know boy, i do this sh-t
always faithful to my girl and my family
they done made a better man of me
and they don’t give a f-ck that i smoke for my sanity
i ain’t get sh-t hand to me
on my job boy i plan to be
always talking backhandedly
y’all get smacked understanding me?
’cause they know what i do boy i do well
when i’m buzzing they going to get to know the crew well
open fire on these rappers till they dying off
got them in a net, you kids should sign off
y’all can’t even get a line off
these were them kids that in school they ate glue
look in the mirror, i know you hate you
i hate you too, well what you do
y’all just embarr-ss the late great
they probably turning in their grave
they hear my songs and like they’re great
got heavy bars, moving big weight
can i get a mix-tape?
i got you odb, big, and prodigy
my compet-tion they sound like comedy
honestly my compet-tion’s lacking quality
yo, my golden bars is a commodity (uh)
still they want to act like they ain’t proud of me
they hear me spit and they feel like they hit the lottery
but i’ve got the winning ticket right inside of me
all alone i ain’t never need comradery
i take it back by my d-mn self
i do it all for my d-mn health
i’m busting your cd’s on the d-mn shelf
i’m breaking the ipods or handhelds
i don’t need no d-mn help

(chorus)
faithful to the end
i’d like to be her very best friend
faithful
faithful to the end
i’d like to be her very best friend

- kivvy lyrics

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