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lyrical kas - project twins lyrics

project twins

intro, lil dre
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verse 1, lil dre
i play with girls with the back like
ain’t gon’ mention names
y’all ready know my name
y’all aready know where am at
shawty lose control
shawty seen my stick
lil dre spitting bars
i bought me a prada to step on em’ haters
they kissing my feet if they talk gon be vexing me
i come from the city where snitches get stitches, you turn to a police you die in a minute
we n+ggas don’t care we keep it one hunid
no snitches related but gun shot related
the money you leaving we give it to charity, certified ho’s they all on they knees, on they knees, on they knees, on they knees
i donnot smoke
i just do passive hollywoodd knows
we in the process
me and my twin we been wrecking this project, lookin’ at life in a different prospect
opps in the back they think am a suspect, twisting the verses like twisted in me
sabali indeed
just wait for your time
you rushing you crushing my n+gga just chill
am on my phone i be talking to siri
these b+tches be giving me negative energy
stick to my paper they calling me stapler
am not a regular
n+gga you heard of me
you with your friend you be singing my songs
i pray for my peeps that we make it together
only the realest am keeping forever
you calling me bro but you stab me in the back
[interlude], lil dre

yeah lil dre only know the real ones when you broke exeh, ’cause friends wanna be friends when you doing the most homie, and that’s facts

verse 2,lyrical kas
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ayy, uh, to get lyrical

straight outta projects you know i ain’t capping when i say i’ve been in the streets since a child
am from the city where duji is odd the pushers been selling the hemp for a while
they play by the rules you cannot pull up to their corner as a dope peddler that’s a foul
many are dying to live on a daily the struggles’ repeating i swear it’s so wild
you write a few wrongs you still gone be booked
the payoff is known when they see your looks
you end up in box or in calaboose
either yourself or your homie is doomed
am tryna stay clean but you know the streets i’ve been glued to my life from my ass like a stain
the crime is an option when you always fall short and all your hard work keep on going in vain
few of my homies are screaming sabali and sooner we getting rich off the pain
my intentions be good am trying too hard to reach to the point and the spot where i aim

you know my transgressions are the upshot to my environment and realm
can’t take the streets outta me cause the streets’ part of me n+gga case closed who’d you blame
the system keep folding me up and it’s holding me down so a felonist i became
the shots are made inevitably pbow what a bullet to my head
i put a fake smile on my sorrows, oh oh oh
man the street life got me so cold, oh oh

outro, lyrical kas
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