ksuuvi - symphony lyrics
[intro]
sixty, thousand, soldiers
now there ain’t but twenty thousand police in the whole town
can you dig it? can you dig it? can you dig it!?
(ksuuvi+ksuuvi+ksuuvi+ksuuvi)
[chorus]
yeah, i feel like curt kobain
i would+ i would never do cocaine
still with the same motherf+cking gang
lil’ n+gga can’t hang, get away
b+tch, i’mma send shots that way (that way)
i’mma send+ i’mma send ’em all day
you can catch me in the trap, all day
get him gone, he won’t see the next day
feel like [buddy?], i got drugs on my dresser
get high, in any type of weather
thot b+tch wanna f+ck, i can’t let her
my b+tch wanna f+ck, i’mma let her
i got n+ggas in the pens and the [let us/lеtters?]
and my pops in the pen, hе won’t get out
i can+ i+ i+ i can’t think straight when i’m stressed out
i can see you straight trough the fake now
[verse]
no i’m not up, but i’m up now
talking down, we gone’ bring the f+cking guns out
and my n+gga… [guap?], he got guns, boy
so you better watch out with yo’ word+play
and these bullets so big, make the earth shake
make the mo’f+ make the mo’f+cking earthquake
i’m, with eli’, swervin’ on the high way
yeah, rollin’ up a spliff, on the e+way
yeah, i came a long way from those e+dates
on roblox, n+ggas really e+date
smokin’ opps, yeah we smokin’ on his cremates
yeah, yeah we smokin’ on his ashes
i’m in first, n+gga, you comin’ in last place
in due time, i’mma have it my way
every day, when i wake up, i feel the same way
every day, when i wake up, i live the same day
[chorus]
yeah, i feel like curt kobain
i would+ i would never do cocaine
still with the same motherf+cking gang
lil’ n+gga can’t hang, get away
b+tch, i’mma send shots that way (that way)
i’mma send+ i’mma send ’em all day
you can catch me in the trap, all day
get him gone, he won’t see the next day
feel like [buddy?], i got drugs on my dresser
get high, in any type of weather
thot b+tch wanna f+ck, i can’t let her
my b+tch wanna f+ck, i’mma let her
i got n+ggas in the pens and the [let us/letters?]
and my pops in the pen, he won’t get out
i can+ i+ i+ i can’t think straight when i’m stressed out
i can see you straight trough the fake now
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