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​​pathos! (bos) – ​​strike! lyrics

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[intro]
huh, yeah
i said okay
uh, what, yeah
i said okay
uh, yeah
i said okay

[verse]
i cannot see why you coming at me
yeah my n+ggas roll deep like a mof+ckin shuttle bus
smokin on green since like 2018
yeah that boy is a cap
no that boy is not one of us
i’m finna slide on the beat you can’t fire at me
i’m so sick of these p+ssy n+ggas making fun of us
you steady tweaking you can’t get in front of us
if you talking lil’ b+tch then i’m gunnin up
i’m on my nerdy sh+t i’m reading comic books i got a joint in my hand b+tch
i’m steady going up f+ck all these n+ggas i’m huge and i ain’t even plan it
cause its been a long time since i got noticed
cause i really got sauce n+gga stay focus
i ain’t really got b+tches but i got opens
if you want a feature you gon’ slidе a n+gga tokens (slide a n+gga cheese)
i’m on a yacht with thе ps5 and i just ordered chinese (huh, yeah, what)
pass the spare rib n+gga we boutta dock down in greece (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
i dont tote straps but my bro finna slide wit a beam (okay, okay, okay)
okay, i jus cap rap n+gga hop off the game and i sleep (okay, okay, okay)
smoke a lil weed n+gga record a verse then i eat (i don’t want beef, i don’t want beef, i don’t want beef, nah)
i’m in the stu and i’m writing this sh+t i’m like can’t you see i’m in my zone here
brodie dont wanna get hit when he talking that sh+t so he watching his tone here
why can’t you leave me alone here?
you n+ggas get hit with some chrome here
no i can’t pick up the phone here
cause i’m the one stackin the stones here
level up, level up i got xp
bad white b+tch and she shake it for me
and i cheese while i f+ck like i’m flossing my t++th
i been wasting my time every day of the week
trying my best and i get nothing back
and i’m tired of sh+t sso i hop on a track
yeah, i’m in pain but it’s f+ck it my n+gga cause i’m on the verse and i’m on the attack
i respect women i don’t respect b+tches, this n+gga a b+tch and that boy gettin slapped
don’t give a f+ck if you love me or hate me cause f+ck every n+gga but me when i rap
i’m so sick of my feelings i’m tired of it
it’s like, why everybody be lying and sh+t?
i’ll show you all put a shine on the wrist, pull up to the joint, and then dine on a b+tch
give a f+ck ’bout a n+gga i’m sending a strike
if you speak on my name then i’m taking your life
this rap sh+t is easy as riding a bike
i sleep in the day and i wake up at night, okay
[outro]
if you think i can’t f+ckin’ rap n+gga then listen, listen again n+gga
i don’t give a f+ck what you talkin’ bout n+gga
f+ck you



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