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pheo - lmh lyrics

[verse 1]
you got a lot to say on the low, but you seem like you wanna go
don’t talk about ish
i’m bout to split like a dutch, hit the street the guts
set the plane like the puff daddy touched down in a month
i make that -ss jump high, then i’m [?] of course
only if i need a light i’ll let you p-ss me the torch
thank god for this suv, cause now we h-lla deep
when i stop at lights that’s r-e-d they get out and they twerk for me
ain’t your old n-gga, a new n-gga, that n-gga i be
where the paper at you flee
seven figures, a seven letters, they miscounted the “g”
so please let me breathe
the bleed out your lungs, a deja vu where i’m from and now this

[hook]

callin me callin me, like you didn’t know
had that day like water, like you didn’t know
and we did this before, like you didn’t know
ain’t surprised we gon go, i already know

let me hit, let me hit [x4]

with all this callin me, callin me
callin me, callin me
nah nah callin me, callin me
like you didn’t know, didn’t know

just cause you came to the show don’t mean you gon go to the crib
[?]
my att-tude bitter, if i ain’t down with your taste
that’s why i got me a combination that can open the safe
name any race i [?] customs
a couple hours of something, just keep that cake in the oven
and they say “why say ho?” i say why say n-gga? (my n-gga)
why say religion – don’t we believe what we’re feeling?
i mean the harvest of artists is pretty low in the crop
but parasites who’s let in, flow em out [?] guap
while y’all just smash an avocado, i can turn it to guac
yeah you use the a/c even without the top (skert! skert!)
show your right, show your ride
look at the time you arrive
don’t say your thoughts ain’t contrived
with the look in your eyes
and i think i might go bad off this henny and [?]
and if there’s signs of any frontin i’mma be like “ditch!” like “ditch!”

[outro]

soooo you’ve been over here before
and you be tryin to kick it just like fifa came out
look here, i ain’t your old n-gga, i ain’t your new n-gga
this shouldn’t be news to you
you come over here, a sundress on, doc martins, a beanie and sh-t
i-i ain’t f-ckin with none of that
you, you keep draggin the blunt, tryin to sit actin’ like a player
what what? no! i ain’t…
look, yo-you just sayin’ sh-t cause you high
but look, don’t get not a [?] piece of makeup on my pillows, not a [?]

[hook]

- pheo lyrics

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