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philthy rich & prezi – revenge is promised lyrics

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[intro: philthy rich]
ayy it’s philthy n-gga
it’s the legion baby
rest in peace to all my n-ggas, look

[chorus: philthy rich]
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)

[verse 1: prezi]
stackin’ up a check, watchin’ how i spend it (uh-huh)
everybody pocket watchin’, better mind your busines
heard some rumors ’bout my n-ggas, they was speakin’ bad
but love and loyalty the only thing i ask
sayin’ you real don’t impress me, let’s just keep it solid (nah)
gotta show that you real, that be you n-ggas’ problem
president in my hood way before obama
kev died, he got k!lled ridin’ with his mama (d-mn)
sh-t still hurt, but the hood politics make this sh-t worse
sh-t get crazy when you start winnin’
ridin’ ’round with it, i ain’t tryna be a victim (nah)
i’ma blast first
p-ssy he was 14 when he got convicted for a homi (he was)
told him call me if he need ’em and he know i got it (i do)
i lost some homies to the homies, that sh-t super phony
nightmares of my own n-ggas switchin’ on me

[chorus: philthy rich]
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)

[verse 2: philthy rich]
look, lil phil and ant can’t eat no books (uh-uh)
so i’m taxin’ n-ggas for these verses and these hooks (ayy i need that)
you ain’t put no money on your n-gga’s books (p-ssy)
and that snitch you runnin’ with gettin’ overlooked (it’s philthy)
free juice, i’m sippin’ all this juice (syrup)
thinkin’ ’bout all the time my n-ggas gotta do (is that right?)
communicatin’ with my n-ggas in the shoe (huh?)
send them n-ggas some pictures, the least you could do (it’s philthy n-gga)
me and fatts countin’ a hundred stacks (a hundred thou)
last week i scratched off a hundred money packs (swear to god)
then p-ssed out eleven hundred backpacks (is that right?)
you just takin’ from the hood, you ain’t givin’ back (p-ssy)
my n-gga lost his life, he can’t get it back (uh-uh)
so we slidin’ every night until we get him back (slide)
shootin’ at his top until his ceiling crack (until his ceiling crack)
numb to the pain, ain’t get my feelin’ back (ain’t get my feelin’ back)

[chorus: philthy rich]
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)
for my n-ggas dead and gone, revenge is a promise (swear to god)
takin’ care my n-gga’s kids and his mama (solid)
presidential n-gga, but i don’t know obama (uh-uh, n-gga)
runnin’ through these m’s, countin’ up these commas (it’s philthy)



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