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left lane didon - mccollum & dame lyrics

[intro: jay nice]
ha
right
immobiliare

[verse 1: jay nice]
uh
your life is a costume no matter how you dress it
we all playing god, look alive, count your blessings
sound aggressive when i’m laying down this record
but i’m getting out a message, i’m malcom x’ing with the wildest gestures
they try and take away our freedom of speech
i got faith in the people, don’t believe in police
i got eight in this eagle just for keeping the peace
rocafella ’97, what i’m seeing is bleak
man i don’t really pay attention when n+ggas speak what they speak
how many doors you gon’ open with this kеy to the streets
when that crown on your head starts to lеan and then bleed
i guess f+ck it, it’s gon’ be what it be
leave it me, i bring words to life, the pot boils so the block boils, stirred it right
if you not loyal then that glock oil burn you right
the top mortal, i’m a shot+caller worth a sight
like a birth of christ, aight?

[chorus: left lane didon & jay nice]
we brought the street reality to you
it’s foul, we need the truth
it’s sour, don’t know how to see it through
do the crowd believe in you?
we making thousands, see the truth
we the proof
we brought the street reality to you
it’s foul, we need the truth
it’s sour, don’t know how to see it through
do the crowd believe its true?
we making thousands, see the truth
we the proof, uh
[verse 2: left lane didon]
peep
dana dane, lane deranged
i played the range, jakes i got different names but still i stay the same
we making plays like mccollum and dame
immobiliare get the money, yeah that’s one in the same
i’m on the humble but that don’t mean i won’t tumble your frame
i called the huddle to guarantee we don’t fumble this change
you mumble a name, my youngin’ throw the pump at your brain
so do your homework on that n+gga ‘fore them onions exchange
i touch h+ll’s flame thrice but n+gga never again
two barrels, metal twins
i’m letting em spin, court in the street
see my jacket, this ain’t barely pretend
running these rackets at me, shackled on both pairs of my limbs
yo, couldn’t complain, had to bear it and grin
i lost my n+gga, my appearance is thin, it’s hard to sleep
brandon took his last breath then reappeared in the wind
and we all gon’ be there in the end, i ain’t the same

- left lane didon lyrics

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