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michael south - borders lyrics

[chorus: kooley!]
did a lotta thangs, switch lanes, don’t change
chilling with the gang, michael always let it bang
had lotta problems when i ran into the fame
then i took a flight to russia, at the party let it rain
shawty finna drop it down pick her up just like a crane
always smoking marry jane, got no time for a lame
when i pull up to party, everybody scream my name
we done did a lotta things, never flakin on the gang

[verse 1: kooley!]
know i always keep the smoke, imma fade into the smoke
don’t you ever try play me, i’m turn you into a ghost
tell me how you wanna travel on a plane or boat?
got the world in my hands so they call the kid the goat
n-ggas always tryna try me so i gotta keep the smoke
we rich not broke, so better you keep yo hoe
had a party at yo mansion and we tear it down the flow
can’t no body steal my flow, xix we finna blow
scream free my brother july cuz they got em on the row
don’t you ever trust a hoe, they gone put you on the row
always smoke gas got it burning real slow
always count cash cuz that’s all i really know
always move fast cuz that’s all i really know
shoutout michael in the flow cuz we really finna blow

[verse 2: michael south]
purple purple nice ambience
got high like the aliens (yeah)
and ride benz got my suit and tie
i`m tied up guess who`s the man
started rap sh-t on accident
came off better than yall on accident
shooters on battlement
if you inadequate i`m calling your doctors and ambulance
still no new friends, understand i`m on new plans, on bands, finance, on stacks (ugh)
i`m hustling hard to put on some commas and billies and all in advance
nighttime i needing me brain dance
pardon me ladies no offence
its on your hands, put in your time for exerting yourself i might show you my gentleman

[bridge: michael south]
still connecting borders
still connecting borders
we connecting borders
k!llers round the corners (run it)

[verse 3: michael south & kooley!]
trillest round here better say none
defending yourself with the fake guns
i`m laughing off your colored buns
man shut the f-ck up where my green pots
heard you pull up but you packin’ with fiens
imma pull up but we packin’ with beams
n-ggas just hate cuz they not on the team
won’t give her d-ck cuz she begging me please
motherf-cking wallet is still full of signs
adjusting the set made these hoes to go blind
i`m k!lling the game but n0body to find
we been pretty we been wild
got her -ss up got her mouth wide
just put that on mind that that b-tch is one of a kind
she wanting that d? that’s one of a kind

[outro: michael south & kooley!]
man get your sh-t together bruh bruh
talk nice, talk nice b-tch!
shout out michael you already know what it is. we balling we real superstars over here. xix sh-t

- michael south lyrics

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