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lil berete - treacherous lyrics

we still poppin’ out on n+ggas like we getting brother [?]
we still selling drugs and ducking undies like sh+t and h+ll and back
i’m a janitor, i keep a mop i’m steady cutting grams
she keep throwing ass for cash, i told her baby imma pass
i don’t do no back and forth with em’
she see bunch of drug dealers
n+ggas know we cold hearted
they like ain’t no love with em’
got one, two, three, four, five n+ggas in the feds with cuffs on em’
got 223’s up in the cut yeah i could start a royal rumble
put my trust in every n+gga in the set said they wouldn’t fumble
‘member sleeping in the tunnel i got money different hussel
came from mud i stepped on puddles
they don’t know about the gutter
i won’t see them n+ggas slide, won’t say a word that’s on my mama, yeah
and i got some knowledge, yeah but i ain’t go to college yeah
go about my money i can’t worry ’bout no politics
oh you think you on one but my shooters on some other sh+t
[?] with my noodles i was really living treacherous

[chourus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah living treacherous
roll ’round with me die but ain’t apart of it
ain’t apart of it

- lil berete lyrics

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