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reuben vincent & gq - no false moves lyrics

[intro: reuben vincent]
…kin
this just more than friends, uh
you know family matter
that’s my blood we close like twins, yea
dipped off with my kin, woo!
chasing wins, uh
you know they gon’ ride out
they gon’ fly out ’til the end, yea
dipped off with my kin, uh
this just more than friends, yea
you know family matter
that’s my blood we close like twins, uh

[verse 1: reuben vincent]
uh, look, okay
young boy i’m a winner
give grace for the dinner
sorry mom, i’m a sinner
i was born when they dropped the ball see i was raised as a k!ller
king too i’m imperial
real tight, rah digga
hands tight i lift up
[whole fam?] yet he told me don’t forget about him when i’m bigger
ironic rapsody big sister grew up on big tigger
every star is a [?]
all our moves get iller
as the roots back in 9-6 my thoughts black as it getsa
snakes watch get bitter
you know i plan in advance
make sure no devils will dance
i’m bumping weezy
and he inspired me to be the youngest boy in demand
i always fight for my chance
knocking me down and i stand
you know i’m trying my best
and forget all the rest if they ain’t in the clan
what is you saying you ain’t saying nothing to us
man we don’t understand
end of discussion
and we get to busting ’cause we tryna run up a band
flex like it’s nothing
i pull up i’m dumping on enemies [?]
we only looking for wins, nope

[verse 2: gq]
young boy been a winner
since 0-5 i got bigger
yo side mo bitter
you a lemon pal
not tripping now, just princ-p-l like skinner
[cop a note for my tinta?]
all this drip, q fall and slip, i might hit the doc with no river
i can skate before winter
talk motown and old spinners
you just talk up on twitter
got a girl you say i gotta send away
but she love to play she no quitter
you was tryna be jigga
chances starting to look slimmer
ay watch ya mouth
before i tell ya mom that i’ma trash her baby like brenda
i don’t beef i make dinner
you don’t shine or glimmer
always on like sports center
man my talent off limits
this a place you can’t enter
millions just copped the henn
let me pray for my liver
catting off with no litter
run the house with no sitter
happened to your soul n-gga?
where’s the ‘ye from “gold digger”?
tryna crop an old picture
man i hope i don’t fall
all the way i’m up here
this gon’ be a fun year
i’m just having fun here
dropping like a ton yea
we deflected all hate
set the table, partake
i’m the man like all state
all these rappers off vape
how much gas the car take
pray for lives the bar take
i just hope they all safe
family got the saw face
boy i’m good as shawshank
i don’t care what y’all thank
uncle tom nah hank
where’s the key to my bank?
where’s the seed to my land?
where’s the bees in my brand?
got the world in my hands
squad is jamla my fam
d-mn

- reuben vincent gq lyrics

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