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rocky luciano – forgive me lyrics

[intro: jaystarr greatness]
yeah, greatness
mose’s got beats
yeah

[chorus: jaystarr greatness]
i’m ‘tryna fight these demons, d-mn they after me
stupid goofy n-ggas speaking blasphemy
they best stay in they place they know the strap with me
forgive me lord ’cause there’s another casualty

[verse 1: jaystarr greatness]
about to lose my mind, thoughts thats in my head
n-ggas snitching, wanna see me in the feds
guess they super sawed they ain’t getting fed
they the reasons why they ain’t getting bread
n-ggas twitter beefin’, makin’ idle threats
they ain’t makin’ moves i ain’t mind the rest
‘tryna stop the shine, see i chase the check
they will never quit the choppa’s at they neck
but i ain’t even trine waste my f-ckin energy
i get tired of these snakes that be befriending me
perpetrating i can tell that you an enemy
if i pull it i’ma make that boy a memory
sh-t can get crazy my n-gga
you talkin’ i’m waitin’ my n-gga
my hip hold the 40 and my hand hold the tec
and my boot a .380 my n-gga
so don’t think its gravy my n-gga
i can come to ya front door with it
talk stupid when a n-gga walk through it
any motherf-cker i see in the house gon’ get it
so take me simple when we playing’ eeny meeny miny mo
eeny meeny miny mo that n-gga gotta go
that n-gga tried to play me so its adios
f-ck with me then mose is comin’ vamanos

[verse 2: rocky luciano]
(ayy, hardbodymafia)
louis bag is my cary on
ar on my check-ins
you can hear me on fn
‘tryna get this money in
p-ssport got stamps in it
hotel got tramps in it
ex pills had poor sluggers
me and my girls got matching polos
hold on low and do-lows
hoppes out of sun ross
sp-ce jams elevens on
listening to gucci [?]
in valet with the [?] on
just wait ’til the tour on
keep it movin’ like the autobahn
king of sh-t like genghis khan
somethin’ to keep that eye on
covers up with her booty slumped
flow harder than two songs
cut you off like coupons
blast off like neutron
can’t believe this phenomenon
watch out i’m up at ya lawn
you ain’t even like a ramadan
catch hands in the octagon
milf hunter, i love soccer moms
smart shopper, i love target moms
keep ‘tryna rip her thong off
pop sh-t off she a show off
i wrap her up ’cause she a gift
knock her out she’ll need an airlift
i keep grindin’ the gears in my stick shift

- rocky luciano lyrics

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