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pomagranite - brushstroke lyrics

[verse 1: everett gibbons]
that’s on p-o-m-a-g-r-a-n-i-t-e
i walk up in my own show and still need to show my id
i could f-ck up on myself and get myself some gucci teeth
but i still can’t get inspection stickers inside my suv
mama asked why i ever slowed it down
y’all don’t wanna f-ck don’t f-ck around
i don’t bust i just buss her down
not with the ice with a greyhound
i’mma change when this flame’s out
on the plane with a strange crowd
i’mma maintain on this same frame, go ahead and drain the bank route
yeah i got burnt, right, money that they know they didn’t earn
cliches won’t make cl-ssics though
heaven or h-ll i’m getting’ turnt
that’s work that’s work, that’s for the low, but i ain’t sellin’ sh-t
ask you what you need i need a raise, don’t have inheritance

[verse 2: té]
and i won’t stop ‘cause of funding
i’m tryin’a make sure my sh-t pop out in london
tryna pop out in london like
show me how y’all get it poppin’ on summer nights
and i can’t f-ck with these rappers
they not even average, i can admit some are nice
but the truth is they love the hype
if she’s the truth then i’m c-mmin’ twice
there ain’t no rules to this kind of life-style
strike out
how, she been open and hopin’ to bite down
joe rogan b-tch you jokin’ i’m outta the town early
body instrumentals ya temple i found, surely
no pause for the hater
got a cop givin’ tw-t to my dog he a player
player
putting god in her hair ‘cause i swear tht her head is the rawest
i swear y’all are hard as the air
man i swear to go hard as my d-ck in tinashe
while hittin’ a p-ssé, pause
huh in the studio makin’ home movies i f-ck her to sade
y’alll crazy as kanye
just enough crazy to say it, but not enough crazy to play it
you talkin’ that cash, cash better pay it
with all of that -ss grabe the straw hit the gas and then sleigh it
and i won’t stop ‘cause of standards , i’m tryin’ make sure my sh-t pop in j-pan and altanta, australia while diggin’ out iggy azalea
‘til you get familiar
i’ll k!ll ya, i’ll k!ll ya, i’ll k!ll ya
i’m freddy, i’m thrilla, i’m reggie, i’m miller
i’m heavily medded unsteady and plus i got felonies
they do not want me in beverly hills, brah

[verse 3: joeyroxitt]
hi they don’t say you wise
i don’t give a d-mn
watch them diss
talkin’ from the gram all about the glam
i don’t see you, and i ain’t gonna stop
talkin’ all that sh-t
smokin’ blicks in the parking lot
i’ma spark this sh-t
like oh, i’m on high demand
poppin’ once again i
when i woke, threw up on the chains
pardon for the stains
then i go with energy all of y’all are enemies
ain’t never done sh-t for me
never done sh-t for me

[verse 4: della kinetic]
run wit some riders who die for the clique
you thought i was playin’, but i’m in my lane
stay outta my business while i’m getting’ rich
beautiful rhythm like people i painted in my life as pillars
no liars, no b-tches
and don’t play the dummy just act like you wit it
i see you on media watchin’ my sh-t
so you got an eye you could witness
ugh
livewire
locked in the studio sh-t be my confine
whacker rapper trynna see in my mind
hometown throwin’ up them pom poms
but i never seen you in the crowd before
now they know i got the sound galore
i got a vision of everybody in the clique
on compounds by the sh-r- yeah
this what i wanted i’m speedin’ i need it
we all celebratiin’ we heavily weeded
i’m poppin’ that don p
for the weekend
y’all gossip on sh-t like b-tches
i’m flippin’ the bird and bounce like i’m hittin switches
i never really had the time for all of your whining and all of your issues
ugh
90 percent of y’all talk about getting’ it, never want work at all
follow me to my seminar
simplest sh-t motha f-cka stay on ya job
this a pomagranite bomb bangin’
nothin’ that’s worth it ever came lazy
look at you lyin to ‘em fugazi
i am not f-ckin’ wit rappers lately

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