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kz- hinton - wicked soul lyrics

[hook: kz+ hinton]
i’m on some mobbing sh+t
i’m on some gangster sh+t
i’m on some shoot this n+gga up
and who he came in with
i heard he plotting on a robbery
n+ggas ain’t robbing me
n+gga check my résumé
my n+ggas gon’ ride for me
heard that he want smoke he better lay low
got perkies in my faygo
i’m rocking with my shooters til the case closed
tryna make sure i dispose a couple opps
these n+ggas taking shots
like we won’t pull up with the glock and make it pop

[verse 1: kz+ hinton]
n+ggas on that lame sh+t
your mans gon’ switch up for a b+tch who let the gang hit
he turned a ho into a housewife, that’s his main b+tch
keep that umbrella and a poncho when the rain hit
f+ck what you going through, they told me let it go
if he a savage, i’m a demon
tell them n+ggas let me know
i gave his ass another chance
i coulda slit that n+ggas throat
most of them n+ggas say they love you
but be hating on the low
but them n+ggas probably broke, for real
and i’m just tryna get paid
and she ain’t no good intentions
she just tryna get laid
if you get tied up in this sh+t
you gon’ get locked like a braid
they crossed the line too many times
gon’ have to bring out the tape
she stabbed me in the back
i told the b+tch she already played
she got addicted to them drugs
and tried to push me away
sometimes before i rage
i put myself in a cave
and all my dogs still doing time
i break them out of the cage
can’t let a lot of sh+t phase me, no
i been having dreams
that i just went and copped a lambo
i won’t let these n+ggas take me out
i’m going rambo
i’m walking on water
i got gucci on my sandals
tell her have some patience
cause i’m litty like a candle
invested time into the wrong people
my uncle plugged in with the dope
so he don’t trust either
i got on different type of drip
and that’s for every season
that boy a soldier
i been praying with the f+cking demons
[verse 2: lil mace]
i’ve been tryna run my bands up
xd on my hip, i’m too up to put my hands up
n+ggas talking sh+t, but they ain’t rich
they really paying us
my brother got a bl!ck
i swear to god that it get dangerous
n+ggas always talking about, they gon’ get me
oh he run off with some pack?
but still broke, i don’t get it
just want money
why the f+ck they always speak on my business?
drop a bag and get them gone
out chi+raq, they come spending
can’t trust a ho
i’m gon’ mob on my brothers
out the mud, we was hurt
so we there for each other
i can’t lie
i know some n+ggas that done stole from their mother
everything a n+gga been through
i’m tryna recover
i f+cked that b+tch
and i just tell her put them hands up
me and kz making moves
so they tryna frame us
i was in the fit
while you was putting on pajamas
my n+gga caught a body
paranoid, he keep a hammer
i said, my n+gga caught a body
paranoid, he keep a hammer
[hook: kz+ hinton]
i’m on some mobbing sh+t
i’m on some gangster sh+t
i’m on some shoot this n+gga up
and who he came in with
i heard he plotting on a robbery
n+ggas ain’t robbing me
n+gga check my résumé
my n+ggas gon’ ride for me
heard that he want smoke he better lay low
got perkies in my faygo
i’m rocking with my shooters til the case closed
tryna make sure i dispose a couple opps
these n+ggas throwing shots
like we won’t pull up with the glock and make it pop

- kz hinton lyrics

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