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nocap - surgery lyrics

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[intro]
(ayy bro, is that jambo?)

[verse 1]
oh, what the f+ck you mean, you ain’t heard of me?
stepped in the game and gave it surgery
i told my mama i was sorry
you don’t know half of my story
f+ck all this fame, i want my privacy
this for them young n+ggas, probably die up in that [?][0:42]
them words you said to me probably the only thing i can’t believe
too many n+ggas rattin’, i bought a trap and put it overseas
the hood quarterback, i put my n+gga up at wide receiver
i trap right down the street from where my auntie live
my b+tch a stripper, i can’t die, i’ma throw this sh+t and live (ayy)
i just came home from the can, finna buy another benz
i be so stuck, i’m booted up, this sh+t like timberlands

[bridge]
came in the game, it was layin’ on the ground
put my hands in his chest, started pumpin’ up and down
breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
breathe, breathe

[verse 2]
ayy, i brought the game back
i still would lay up with that b+tch, she f+cked my partner, i ain’t mad
if the promoter ain’t got like fifty, it’s a no+show
this for my young n+ggas who down at them corner stores
it ain’t no safety no more
‘fore lil top had signed a n+gga, i was walkin’ with thirty+eight racks
i was already pourin’ up eighths of purple ‘fore i talked to lamar jackson
i was already walkin’ on the moon, high, before michael jackson
i’ma get me a b+tch, then i’ma buy her a body filled up with plastic
she want extensions, i got extensions on all my guns
you is the realest, i really think that you’re the one
cartier glasses see+through, it’s like i bought ’em for no reason
i don’t promote violence, but i told him to leave his phone while he creepin’
i’d hate to be the reason, he love god, but he gon’ keep sinnin’
young n+gga end up dyin’, it ain’t his fault
you can’t blame him, he just wanted cars with beats in ’em (yeah)
d+mn, i hate bein’ famous, shackles on my wrist and ankles
gave you love and then you leave, all i wanted was a thank you
this is for my gun slangers, this is for my g+ngb+ngers
jail’ll never make me better, time brought more anger



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