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mozzy - bulletproofly lyrics

[intro]
n+gga, it be so much backdoor activity transpiring
i guess dawg told blood to line me up for the free throw, right?
they say blood took too long, fifteen+yard penalty or whatever the case, delay of game
know what i’m sayin’? so
n+gga, come to find out, dawg cut ties with blood
brazy part about it all, blood was supposed to be my dawg

[chorus]
ayy, i’m adapted to the pain well
bl++dy waters, have you ever seen it rain sh+lls?
they say they love me bulletproofly, but i can’t tell
my reputation everything, that’s why i can’t tell
they gave him life and then they stuck me in the same cell
i gave him packs of cappuccino for his pain pills
they say they love me bulletproofly, but i can’t tell
my reputation everything, that’s why i can’t tell

[verse 1]
yeah
my lil’ n+gga died blammin’ ‘fore he went out
that boy threw as many sh+lls as he can give out
i’m dope smokin’, thinkin’ ’bout him in the penthouse
they told me diamonds are forever, hold your wrist out
my mama set a good example, she buried the wealth
i like the way that marcus garvey ‘nem carried themselves
i get a glimpse of ten m’s when i stare at myself
i heard your mama lost her job and i dare you to help
the pictures that my father sent me prepared me for jail
remember that sweet and sour spread we shared in the cell?
the sweet smell of gunsmoke, it remind me of war
i’m so devoted, that i wouldn’t mind dying for fourth
she so devoted that she wouldn’t stop cryin’ in court
they took her son, but she described it like they took her love
we looked for love in all the places that it’s hardly found
that n+gga barely show us love on what he charge a pound

[verse 2]
i’ll always look out for the homies when it count
but they’ll go against the code behind the clout
you never know me for a slouch
we turn on ovens when it’s cold inside our house
they found a quelo, wasn’t no poles inside our house
stay on parole inside her house
it’s extra h+lla extra o’s in my account
double+count the backend ’cause they don’t go in my account
pull up on my youngin, told him gotta take another route
yeah, make your mama proud when she around and hold it down for who you love
free the thugs until it’s backwards
used to post in front of stanford ’til i own it, call it crackers
betrayed by the people that matter, but it don’t matter
and we was scared to dream, where i’m from, they usually shattered
bullet holes in the saturn, we just left a trip
and you ain’t go, so k!ll that bpl and extra sh+t
i’m standing confident and firm in what i represent
the murders that i saw f+ck with me, i been through h+ll and sh+t
shh, still ain’t tell ’em sh+t

- mozzy lyrics

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