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mook - in the matrix lyrics

[intro]
skrtt
skrtt
skrtt
yeah
give me a second
yeah
panoramic
yeah

[chorus]
hop in the whip and i’m faded
whip so fast think a n+gga in the matrix
n+gga we came from the block
straight from the box (yeah)
we in the crib is vacant (lets go)
all this gas in my lungs
all these guns
just a n+gga tryna make it
i really be with the slimes
you ain’t my kind
stop with the faking

[verse 1]
we be creeping through the projects
run up big bands not enough yet (yeah)
got these lil n+ggas upset
when the tape drop give ’em more stress (uh uh)
i just keep on gеtting more blessed (uh uh)
got thе gucci prada i ain’t wore yet (yeah)
i be f+cking up a big check
on a big jet with the door shut (lets go)
they still ain’t put me on the forbes yet
roof panoramic make a toast to that (we gone)
he get shot he get close to that
ak 40 with the drum attached
spin the benz where he posted at
n+gga want clout we tired of that (we tired of that)
she let me hit with no strings attached (with no strings attached)
coupe all black paid for cash for that (paid for cash for that)
whoa
skrtt, skrtt
he wanna fight we blast his ass (yeah)
n+gga just mad i passed his ass
same n+gga they was laughing at (woah)
act like we homies his acting ass
we got the dope we tax his ass (yeah)
i’ma still be here after that
we go broke we back to that
yeah
come here n+gga
we go broke we back to that
gun go (grtt)
n+gga keep tryin’ to remember my raps
me runnin’ out of this money that’s cap
i got a pocket of 100s in blues (skrtt,skrtt)
king of my city put me on the news
i run to the bag ain’t tryna be cool
[chrous]
hop in the whip and i’m faded
whip so fast think a n+gga in the matrix
n+gga we came from the block
straight from the box
we in the crib is vacant (far)
all this gas in my lungs
all these guns
just a n+gga tryna make it
i really be with the slimes
you ain’t my kind
stop with the faking (god d+mn)

[outro]
skrtt
skrtt
skrtt
yeah (skrtt,skrtt)
skrtt
skrtt
skrtt
yeah (skrtt,skrtt)
he wanna fight we blast his ass
n+gga just mad i passed his ass
same n+gga they was laughing at
act like we homies his acting ass
we got the dope we tax his ass
i’ma still be here after that
we go broke we back to that
yeah
skrtt
skrtt
skrtt
yeah (skrtt,skrtt)
skrtt
skrtt
skrtt
yeah (skrtt,skrtt)
(skrtt, skrtt)

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