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my'key iso - g.o.m.d. (iso version) lyrics

bad intentions couldn’t tell me different
crooked cops with a f-cked up vision
momma prays lord protect the children
system made to portray us as villains
two face hoes with a joker smile
will build you up just to shoot you down
tubman’s path through the underground
i been a ugk you can’t wear my crown, good god hold up
i been stuck for a minute like dog in a kennel
use to limit my agenda like a pivot had to dribble through the middle tried to be like hot sizzle
finesse through the mess, progress through the stress
success is the key major key that is me
get off a n-gg- d-ck, i need room for ya b-tch
trick or treat, never treat a trick this d-ck ain’t free
don’t try to billie jean me
moonwalking but i’m down earth
cleansed hands but i know my dirt
i’m loyal but i know i’ll flirt
hood rich but i know my worth
broke phi broke, broke phi broke we ain’t got it like an alumni avoiding sallie mae on the 1st and 15th pockets empty
i gotta trust my instincts to an extent
they want us extinct sh-t is intense
we speak in past tense in remembrance
of the ones we lost, momma lost her son
cop shot his back thinking he was armed
feared for his life you know the same excuse
george zimmerman still free to shoot
what’s my destiny is it penitentiary heard that back in elementary
try to corrupt the youth, reboot the minds
like a virus on a mac delete the drive
too high, just to make time for a good time
this a bad time drinking cheap wine
with a fine dime stealing my light gold mind found a goldmine
know my bloodline reach shanghai
oh my
what is love we don’t speak enough
radio plays k!lling us
same tunes about war and drugs
promote that what u expect of us
black fist we was made to love
when in doubt i just look above
god’s says i should trust my guts
iso

i done came down busy sw-nging on fo’s
h town n-gg- beating knocking down do’s
riding in the slab so u know i drive slow
want this sh-t forever mayne i’m never letting go

get off my d-ck crooked officers tryna k!ll my people on some bullsh-t
get off my d-ck you gold diggers and lame n-gg-s y’all foolish
get off my d-ck these vultures robbing us for our culture
get off my d-ck.. get the f-ck off my d-ck

- mykey iso lyrics

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