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o.g phizow & jordan lane - with u lyrics

sorry that i had to wake ya
its 4am in the morning gotta get it going
faith is what keeps me patient and wanting
planning and plotting, praying for the best
my shorty the best, she through my mess
i gotta do my best, i’m used to what i pack
never call an uber, never call a cab
summer summer summer summer time
i have a feeling that the price is close
i have a feeling that it commeth time
my water fiji and my molly cold
i’m from the bay, my n-gga from angola
i’m fornicating in my red octobers
you are getting yours and i’m getting mine
i guess i’m seeing you the finish line
[beat drops]
what do i gotta prove to you?
the old me dead and gone, guess you missed the funeral it was beautiful. (it was beautiful)
don’t see the city lights, i cut the studio lights, i make it seem night
cause that’s when i’m more alive. (that’s when i’m more alive)
i had to economize, the rari and paying itself, so tell me what’s the price?
i used to cry for help, i whipped up all the tears, so i rolled the dice. (so i rolled the dice)
trappin trappin all day, (eih)
shorty finna fix me a plate (eih)
she be peaking my movements, and she never complain (and she never complain)
she never judge what i’m doing, na n-gga she can relate (na n-gga she can relate)
gripping that nina she is shooting, pow, like there go my bae (there go my bae)

see them angels, see them angels, rocking gang clothes
heal the pain though, gimmi chains so, i can stay close
now got that out the way (now got that out the way), need to work out the base
halo’s but not showing their faces, wings a nine on the waist, (eih)
cold nights i be doing rounds, litty city but im working now
professional trapper with a cap and gown
cut open the package and serve the town
[beat stops]
out of my mind my apologies, (sorry)
cruising top down a ferrari lease (skrrr)
who you got on me? i’m out their league (who got?)
all of my problems resolve ‘em quick (resolve em resolve em)
quick, quick, quick
out of my mind my apologies, (sorry)
cruising top down a ferrari lease (skrrr)
who you got on me? i’m out their league (who got?)
all of my problems resolve ‘em quick (resolve em resolve em)
(quick, quick, quick)
[beat drops]
samurai i had to chop it (cut it)
i know my hood el-chapo (you know it)
i’m getting and splitting my takuh (share it)
i call it the usual, you are delusional
my mind is super rich, want to make it lucrative
i need no tutor sh-t, don’t f-ck the coolest chick
i f-ck the stupid b-tch, cause she is going through some sh-t
she can compose herself, when she is going through some sh-t

- o g phizow jordan lane lyrics

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