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natey fresh - nativity lyrics

n-ggas were telling me i wouldn’t make it, now i’m on the top while y’all changing a baby. blase to the haters that fronting my balling, i covered the paper your n-ggas ain’t on it. brothers been talking but not to my face, i’m a park here at sonic and see you at. if you be late, i won’t wait here a week, i’m a come to your place and get you while you sleep

n-ggas been mistaking me for the soft, cause i’m in balmain and ilthy a lot. but i’m a boss, i call the shots, got all the numbers of bullets i want. you know my dad? well i bet you do not. woo be the man who be running the block. give em the [?] and he’ll shoot you the deuce. i’m at the barber still rolling my kush. shopping for rollies that’s hot as the gobi. that sh-t my be phony i can’t even lie. but know my jordan’s and all of my roshies are not no fugazi’s i buy from the site. black are my timbos, tan are my nymphos, stacking my cabbage while p-ssing the lentils. dammit i been cold, stab all the tracks and get cash from the death tole

f-ck this sh-t, all my n-ggas midwest we rep that sh-t, if you want it with the best come test this sh-t. my tongue is like a tech with several clips. run and tell your b-tch em heaven sent, i sent a pic she questioned it, then measured it in her hips and you bet it only fit to the seventh inch. someone tell the n-ggas that i’m never finna break down, cause i love my life and all the money that i make now. i be living way wild, something in the bank now, take it to the park and fill my pocket with the way loud. hangout and smoke a little kush, then bang out your pretty little mommy in the woods. popping these bottles and models while boating so far from the bottom when i was on forties. off of the bench and i’m back in the game, if y’all want me to quit while i guess that’s a shame, i’ll fill all of your b-tches with b-lls of my came just to father your children and call them by name! god its a shame that you waited forever to crawl back to nathan and now i can’t let ya. you could’ve had me when were still children, and now i be rapping and you have to listen

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y’all ain’t living how i’m living, b-tch i’m villvin to the coffin. if y’all feeling like i’m feeling sing this song until we balling, yeah! a booty pic, is a groupie earned, live like its lent… and baby give it up
how dont you know me? bow down to the homie. now everyone that’s by my side, is royalty… until we die

- natey fresh lyrics

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