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kruz fade - street sermon lyrics

[chorus]
i ain’t worried ‘bout sh+t, i be slidin’ with a full d+mn clip in the ride
catch a n+gga lackin’, he froze up fast, got smoked, couldn’t run, couldn’t hide
these ns be talkin’ that f+ck sh+t online, but they never pop out outside
boy talk tough, i seen that b+tch, he cried, he begged, he lied
these streets don’t love no n+gga, keep steel or you die by the nine

[verse]
yo b+tch be suckin’ and f+ckin’, i’m laughin’, she beggin’ to ride on me
i pop one, he drop quick, two more rounds, his body can’t breathe
i was just deep in the trap, had packs, had poles, had smoke for thе beef
posted with k!llers and thievеs, new stick every day of the week
i’m tryna spin on a opp, hop out, b+tch i’m itchin’ to creep
we stand over a body, cold face, no talk, just squeeze till he sleep
he wanna play like a demon, now his dumb ass bleedin’ all over the street
he talk that cap on the net, but in real life, that boy too sweet

- kruz fade lyrics

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