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rob ace - cocaine powdered trash bags lyrics

cocaine powdered trash bags lyrics
[verse 1: rob ace]

look
look
look
back from a higher state
n+gga ima violate
f+ck it, ima run a eighth
this is the empire state
f+ck it, i don’t want a plate
at the f+cking table if i’m sitting at the lame one
they call me the chosen one, n+gga, cause you ain’t one
9 crips, 8 bloods
i was ’round a lot of sh+t
smokin’ in ya’ staircase
we was on that project sh+t
n+ggas want a feature but i heard they can’t pay me
ain’t a bar free less you hb or swavey
greg, tim or a.c
timisy, base or desean or jay z
n+ggas must be crazy
f+ck you, pay me
i want mad acres on my wrist no ap
running ’round them blocks lil n+gga need some cardio
you been at the spot they got tapes on ya’ audio
good haze puffin’ like it’s ’09, ’08
oh wait, i know she on d+ck cause she acting like a fan
i know she ain’t sh+t, she be posting on the gram
always got a issue
ain’t n0body with you
ain’t n0body miss you
’til they see that money and them cases
now they saying that you made it and
cocaine powder trash bags like snowy days
bro just hacked the computer can’t trace it
now we own land, hemp farms, n+ggas made it
economic freedom, we been gunning since the slave ship
[verse 2: iamswavey]
yea, we still on that 31st sh+t too b+tch
reporting live from the gutter
don’t give a f+ck who you coming with
drum equip
type of sh+t to tach a n+gga mother hip
if that don’t work
f+ck it, we gon’ hit you with some other sh+t
to show we ain’t the ones to be f+cking with
remember we went state to state
remember it was check to check
can’t tell me sh+t ’bout the struggle
pause, we slept neck to neck
go above and beyond for my shooter
we go tech for tech
if i shot him, it wasn’t ’bout money
it was ’bout respect
told them ain’t no half stepping
now they thinking cane here
standing with my soldiers
rolling doja ’til the rain clear
f+ck it, we some uptown demons
we uptown dreamin’
while them n+ggas was sleep on me
i was uptown schemin’
in a 550
sliding, i got 9 with me
f+ck it, i got god with me
tell me who gon’ ride with me?
go

- rob ace lyrics

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