mdot 59 - i see kadeem lyrics
[verse]
they keep tellin’ me chill, n+gga, you ain’t my bro you ain’t go to the hill
back to back on the opps tryna go for k!ll, n+ggas ain’t tryna bend, they don’t know how i feel
call me the ticket, i still gotta drill, gotta slide or provide, know who takin’ the wheel
bro in the pin, get to dunkin’, o’neal, n+gga, we want the p, gotta go for the k!ll, real spill
n+gga, you could see pain in my eyes, when i heard ’bout the bro, had to hop in that ride
i ain’t care ’bout the rap, i ain’t care ’bout the money, i had to go fl!ck it for bro when i cried
that was really my mans, i ain’t wanna provide, wanted the p so i had to go slide
fl!ckin’ the g, double tappin’ the .9, we ain’t catch us a p, word to bro, but i triеd
word to bro, n+gga, i was locked down in the pin, we ain’t do it for nu so wе did it again, like
like, what the f+ck is a friend? if you really my brother, we out to go bend
like, word to bro, get to tappin’ the glock, we don’t call it a scene ain’t n0body get shot
double tappin’ the g, watch the dumb n+gga drop, everyone got a g, we was movin’ too hot
like, word to bro, really needed a p, n+gga, f+ck all the rap, gotta throw on my ski
i miss all of the bros, if i get us the chip and i get us a kreep then it is what it be
n+gga, vouch for my aim, really more than elite, double hand on the g, get to bangin’ the g
n+gga, we was two deep on the back of the bike, started bangin’ the g, what the f+ck is a read?
like, like, st+rdy up with the ball, get to hawkin’ ’em down, watch the dumb n+gga fall
get to bangin’ the g, n+gga thought i was done tryna run out the store, started throwin’ out more
bro hit his leg, watch the dumb n+gga crawl, gun get to clappin’, a round of applause
no more free bro, i can merch when he did it for bro on the opps, got to bangin’ like thor, word to my dead
n+gga, we really fl!ck and we do it for j, n+ggas not with the glitchin’
we go to 46, n+ggas not with the dissin’, we fl!ck on a kreep, word to bro, never b+tchin’, like
like, 48’d the ‘wokk, hop out the v, get to lettin’ it flock
n+gga, we always twitchin’, we not with the kickin’, he do it for eddy, get cut in the spot
like, like, it was me and lil’ tris, we don’t gotta say what we do to 46
had to stop at the hill, had to hop off the bike and i tried to hit jus, n+gga lucky i missed, baow baow
n+gga aj the pack, n+gga juju a b+tch, get to rollin’ the makk
and i’m smokin’ on doit, he shoulda just do it but now justdoit is stuck in a pack
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