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nuk & certified nique - mystical lyrics

[intro]
you a creepy n+gga with the b+tches, you like mystikal
(the circle)
(mia jay c)
they ain’t even street, these n+ggas lyin’ in they testimonies
(my n+gga lee, i think we got another one)

[chorus]
it ain’t how this sh+t play out, it really be depressin’
you a creepy n+gga with the b+tches, you like mystikal
they seen brodie pressed and moved him to another institute
i weigh up the brick, and then i break it down in [?]
i talk a lot of sh+t, but don’t compare to what my wrist can do
n+ggas thirty, he can’t get no money, he a nincomp++p
i come from the trenchеs, can’t be funny in my interviews
brodiе caught a case and got two million, he gon’ restitute

[verse 1]
brodie had the birdies, i just brought ’em to the nest today
i just bought a brick and i just made that sh+t up yesterday
brodie tell me how he got that sh+t, he say “cosignment”
n+ggas really weird and they be fruity like papayas
the feds wanna know what we be doin’ in them strikers
if he don’t end up dead, then we gon’ leave him with a diaper
my b+tches wanna cuff me, i hear less talk ’bout a title
i’m like, “bae, i’m in that field for real, so let’s talk ’bout survival”
my b+tch, she know i go to thirty war, so let’s check on my vitals
i got dog that i’m gon’ hit it with my touch just like it’s midas
get ’em pickies, i’ma lawyer up, i ain’t gon’ go through figer
i ain’t like how n+ggas think, we left his brains all on the wipers
[chorus]
it ain’t how this sh+t play out, it really be depressin’
you a creepy n+gga with the b+tches, you like mystikal
they seen brodie pressed and moved him to another institute
i weigh up the brick, and then i break it down in [?]
i talk a lot of sh+t, but don’t compare to what my wrist can do
n+ggas thirty, he can’t get no money, he a nincomp++p
i come from the trenches, can’t be funny in my interviews
brodie caught a case and got two million, he gon’ restitute

[verse 2]
i’m the type to never leave the house without that weapon on me
they ain’t even street, these n+ggas lyin’ in they testimonies
i’m riskin’ every day, so, n+gga, i can’t give a poor performance
how when you catch every case, you comin’ with a court appointed?
really ran my money up, it’s standin’ up like earl boykins
i get tired of street n+ggas that be makin’ girl choices
when i get in public with these hoes, i’m like, “b+tch, behave”
he don’t even talk, he’s just gon’ point like this sh+t charades
i ain’t even on the sh+t y’all on, i’m on a different wave
i was cookin’ girl up in that pot and i got sick for days
don’t play f+ck the feds, it’s only f+ck ’em if i get away
i’m like randy johnson, i bust birds when i send at the plate

[chorus]
it ain’t how this sh+t play out, it really be depressin’
you a creepy n+gga with the b+tches, you like mystikal
they seen brodie pressed and moved him to another institute
i weigh up the brick, and then i break it down in [?]
i talk a lot of sh+t, but don’t compare to what my wrist can do
n+ggas thirty, he can’t get no money, he a nincomp++p
i come from the trenches, can’t be funny in my interviews
brodie caught a case and got two million, he gon’ restitute
[outro]
(the circle)

- nuk certified nique lyrics

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