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lil reese – elementary lyrics

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[chorus]
been doing this sh-t since elementary
you ain’t a ten year n-gga then you ain’t sh-t to me
(you ain’t sh-t to me n-gga)
i ain’t yo homie i ain’t yo bro you ain’t kin to me
a lot of n-ggas they snake they call them frienemies
i be getting to the money man f-ck my enemies
i only roll backwoods when i smoke my enemies
stay busting off b-tch i love that ecstasy
we been doing this sh-t since elementary

[verse 1]
just ask them b-tch i’m really in the skreets
we been doing this sh-t since elementary
you ain’t no fifteen year n-gga you ain’t sh-t to me
neck shot, headshot i leave his brains up in the skreets
n-ggas be acting so crazy
although n-ggas ain’t really so crazy
who that lil b-tch i then f-cked yo o’lady
you don’t work then yo dumb -ss must be lazy
rolling off 5th with bro nem we going crazy
all that hatin’ sh-t that sh-t don’t faze me
f-ck is you crazy her head amazing
but i would not chase b-tch is so basic
and it’s ten grams that i wore when i smoked my enemy
all these n-ggas so foo i call them frienemies
who you, you just got up in the skreets
most n-ggas they b-tches they ain’t really in the skreets

[chorus]
been doing this sh-t since elementary
you ain’t a ten year n-gga then you ain’t sh-t to me
(you ain’t sh-t to me n-gga)
i ain’t yo homie i ain’t yo bro you ain’t kin to me
a lot of n-ggas they snake they call them frienemies
i be getting to the money man f-ck my enemies
i only roll backwoods when i smoke my enemies
stay busting off b-tch i love that ecstasy
we been doing this sh-t since elementary

[verse 2]
been toting that forty since i was a shorty
when i was fifteen had a clip that was twice my age
had a different gun for a different day
shoot his block up different ways
i’m 100 x 6 ain’t switching ways
in a foreign with yo b-tch u be switching lanes
smoked a new pack yo homie got cooked today
keep a backwood when i roll i stay off my enemies
want a feature from blow it’s gone be about a key
when i was down on my -ss man you wasn’t friends with me
one shot headshot took him out like kennedy
baby these n-ggas ain’t crazy
30 on me like i was born in the 80’s
racks in my pocket i know that they hate it
telling mama i know i’ma make it
way i was raised
they know i was gone take it
alot of these rappers they lying, they faking
loving that b-tch but to me she so basic
black on black crime so my glock is so racist

[chorus]
been doing this sh-t since elementary
you ain’t a ten year n-gga then you ain’t sh-t to me
(you ain’t sh-t to me n-gga)
i ain’t yo homie i ain’t yo bro you ain’t kin to me
a lot of n-ggas they snake they call them frienemies
i be getting to the money man f-ck my enemies
i only roll backwoods when i smoke my enemies
stay busting off b-tch i love that ecstasy
we been doing this sh-t since elementary



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