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l train vintage - feardorian & quinn lyrics lyrics

[verse 1: feardorian]
i ain’t never rushin’ with my sh+t, b+tch, i take time
p+ssy n+ggas always talking sh+t through the grapevine
hope you keep that same energy when i catch slime
white, white, white, what direction, b+tch, it’s crunch time
this b+tch said she love me but she f+ckin’ lyin’
make one wrong move around my mans and you f+ckin’ dyin’
i ain’t tryna see your mama f+ckin’ cryin’
he mad his b+tch fell in my lap, i wasn’t even tryin’
papers in my face, but i ain’t wanna sign it
posted by the laptop i don’t wanna sign in
i get fly as f+ck, i’on need a stylist
i get fly as f+ck, and now i wear designer
you don’t know how much it cost me
she said you ain’t say h+llo when you f+ckin’ saw mе
i ain’t see her call, it’s probably ’cause i’m ballin’
you ain’t catch up to my mans, that’s probably ’cause you walkin’
n+ggas noticеd you walked in
these n+ggas noticed when you walked in
she get mad, i don’t listen to her when she talkin’

[verse 2: quinn]
not lane switchin’
couldn’t understand ’cause it ain’t the same business
i’on work with n+ggas who don’t got the same vision
rest in peace to all the dumb n+ggas, they ain’t listen
i was in the spot, h+lla fried like chicken
you was in the crib, down bad, straight sippin’
sh+t was never destined to work, i ain’t trippin’
feds put me up by the jugg, i ain’t flippin’
sell a shirt, rappers trippin’ out, same day
bank burnt out, we done ran the same place
sayin’ “f+ck my dead mans”, you get did the same way
i done k!lled the game, we done caught the same case
i’m determined to succeed, this a war, not a race
even if it was, i’ll win first place
shorty going through it, she a wh0re out of pace
told her what it is, she sent back a sad face
all out of gas, sent the plug a mad face
tryna get a crib, gotta be a vast place
back to what i said, i ain’t seein’ last place
you could try and compete but you ain’t that great
i be sellin’ clothes, i don’t need to move weight
you be saving hoes, get them out of bad place
it could be a lot worse, show ’em mad grace
i don’t think i’ve been sober for about the past day

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