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l jinny - the principle lyrics

[verse 1: l jinny]
i’m comin’ along way from trippin’ style
i’m flippin’ the ounce of green
stuck in the wrong place, k!llin’ is about hittin’ [?] fiends
stuck in from jigs these piggies is coward
layin’ around the streets
they hidin’ at their home, inna the clouds, you b-tchin’ about the scene
the innocent town is me
the syllables sound unique
just p-ssing about with different flows
i’m sick of these idiots giving me the cro i’m sick of the road
the smith &’ll blow, they’re tryna get rid of me, sit in my throne
nah, they couldn’t get rid of me, sit in my throne
nothing could stop me now i’m riding with the mightiest team
survival of the fittest, been through them cold nights on the streets
they couldn’t walk a mile in my shoes or reside in my seats
before talkin’ high for the views just behind them big screen
hard rap, grime, double time, i rhyme like a beast
can’t trap, why f-ckin’ lie about my time on the streets?
similar bars, different beats, i’m sick of predictable flows
this kid is by far the illest [?], the syllable king in his throne

[chorus]
we struggle or hustle, we duffel but we never win
as youngers were hungry for funds and drugs we’re pedalling
now brothers are huntin’ for others, end up in the pen’
no trust in the bridge you’re in, no love when the middle rings
n0body’s invincible, anybody can get touched
just follow the principles, deficit ain’t in the star
the working bros like you cranking
we all can be pr-ne to snaking
get all of your home be raided
the more to the poor for statements

[verse 2: krazed]
[?] what my lyrics making
mixed all my flows, miscellaneous
big scars might grow if i’m livin’ famous
quick thoughts, rhymes won’t be controlled by vivid haters
second deal, record sales, how’d you kiss an -n-s?
you brothers fill, let your morals talk to be in jinny’s playlist
f-ck the bills f-ck the mills is not why i came in
learn to express your status in this mother slave sh-t
we stick to questioned like never before
who you really blast yo weapons, are you ready for war?
this is ain’t drama session where you get an applause
this is the path to heaven where the veterans fall
i’m right here, i’m not seeking escape
head full of white hair from all the scenes i seen in my days
i played it right fair, now i’m in need of a change
i’m a nightmare cuh, only freedom of way

[verse 3: yaseen rosay]
yeah man, yeah man, yeah i’m almost sun
do for my family and all my real dons
getting to the money ain’t nuttin’ long
rep where i’m at, can’t forget where i’m from
money on my mind, left me with a cold heart
speed at the hustlers, you moving with a slow start
cause slow money’s better than no money
and no money leave you with a broke heart
but f-ck that, go hard or go home
built up the team, i ain’t did it on my own
i’m out here, i ain’t slept in two nights
same black tee, same two nikes
my pops getting old, i don’t want him wacking
the road’s getting cold, yutes out birthing
the straps ain’t far when it comes to wartime
but who’s got my back’s what i question more time

- l jinny lyrics

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