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mist - sickmade lyrics

m-i-s to the f-cking t
shadow on the beat
yeah

[verse 1]
i remember when i caught my bird
couldn’t catch my breath
thinking about my chase
feds got left
they had me thinking about my life
life was a mess
graveyard visits had a real n#igga stressed
the only thing promised in life is death
i’m going hard till this real n#iggas dead
daughter turn grown when
i was in the pen
brought tears to my eyes but i never let them shed
communicating with the sky
blazing on my s
pain in my heart
weight on my chest
made the whistle blow
like say i was a reff
i remember being broke
now the rooms full of creps
make the spinner spin round like there spinning decks
mack 10 squeeze till there ain’t nothing left
i was moving hungry
now i’m getting fed
f#ck with my team get filled up with led
p-ssy i was in the green
mamba by the zed
now my face is in the scene f-cking up the levs
haze boy daily
don’t f#ck with no chedz
plus i go gym daily
don’t f#ck with no steds
fresh home wavey
blowing on the s
came from my heart
straight from my chest
shutdown manny
everything blessed
plus touch down cardiff put the bouncers had a stress p-ssy

[chorus]
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back (eyy)
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back

[verse 2]
me and shak got the mack
for you n#ggers that want your buds back
invested in straps
get clapped wheres your guns at?
money is the motive
#freshhome wheres your funds at?
n#ggers got finesse for you pigs and your dung trap
five finger discount on a box are you dumb akh
harami kala
ain’t nothing getting run back

3 5 7 get spun
where your lungs at?
3 5 7 get spun
where your lungs at?

shutdown

these days i’m moving loopy kinda aggy
man talk sh-t about
shoot me
wanna bag me
had me in the alley
with two dirty sticks
yeah its mist
but i’m moving like my name is dirty harry

anything thing goes with the bally
still got the iraqlink with the mack thing
moving skatty
anything goes with the bally
still got the iraqlink with the mack thing
moving skatty

blacked out
blacked out

[chorus]
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back
sickmade kala’s back
get robbed ain’t getting your danas back

- mist lyrics

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