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reck savage - late nights luu mornings lyrics

[verse 1: reck savage]
late nights, luu mornings
i’m sitting here zoning
n+ggas calling my phone and
ion wanna keep talking
feds tapping my phone and
drugs creeping like the morning
diamonds dancing i’m frozen
don’t act like i ain’t chosen
a young profit in the making
ducking cops for this bacon
drive+bys in the a.m
n+ggas testing my patience
n+ggas pray i won’t make it
so why you all in my face then
no hand outs
no favors
not talking cash
see you later
can’t find my clothes
sh+t tailored
entryduzit
that’s the makers
new day
new age
rollie on
new face
clapped a check
blue faces
dropped a n+gga
new cases
i’m on the mission
to get the cash
see the hate
i just gotta laugh
bad b+tch
had to smack her ass
gotta grip
and i hit the gas
foreign roaring
almost broke the dash
double os
in a 50 path
so much pain
just to get me here
blowing smoke
threw my window ceil
the pain i got
you can’t even feel
lost the love
had to pop a pill
lost myself
and i can’t deal
off the drugs
and i can’t feel
b+tches wallen
with no d+mn chill
she was off the molly
let the gang k!ll
dripstars just hopped on the scene
now they hate cause the drip is elite
foreign cars off the lot like a beast
young n+ggas just chasing some cheese
young n+ggas just chasing some dreams
so smooth they it look like a breeze
so blesses like a sneeze
moon walk on the beat
billie jean
had to drip
to much sauce in the pot
serve the world with the drip
while it’s hot
all eyes on me
like i’m pac
quest doing his dance out the lot
y’all n+ggas be talking a lot
my n+ggas like chips with the guac
spin on you
if you labeled a opp
sweep sh+t
janitors with the mop
[verse 2: qu3st qu3st]
i am the cause of a lot
reach in the balmains
in back, is the glock
n+ggas be hating
and want me to stop
n+ggas won’t stop
til i’m dead on my block
til i’m dead on my block
make it look easy
i damble in drip
mix the margiellas
new entry is lit
tatted my vans
i can’t wear that plain sh+t
swag on top of f+cking gang sh+t
catch me and reck
in the same whip
arm out the window, its dangerous
people steady tryna change on us
so what we do?
make change first
keep the singles for the strippers
keep the 100’s in my girls purse
don’t you dare try to rob her
put ya ya ass in a f+cking casket
n+ggas really be f+cking actors
talk bout guns
n+gga where its at?
like sour diesel, i’ll match you
rolling with a f+cking savage
i can’t sit around p+ssies nomore
i’m too crip, i can’t have it
i stole me a f+cking bad b+tch
skin color like that b+tch penny proud
but the ass was on massive
qu3st lit
i smashed it
one night, then i crashed it
dummy lil b+tch had a feeling
most of took me for romantic
dummy lil b+tch had a feeling
must of took me for romantic

- reck savage lyrics

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