selfmade shark – vibe (traumatized) lyrics
[into]
yeah yeah yeah yeah
oooooohh woaaaaahh
yeah
mmmmmm
[pre hook]
n-ggas tellin’ me to make something for the city
n-ggas dying every day up in this city oooohhh
[hook: selfmade shark]
yeah, my n-gga tellin’ me to make something for the city to vibe
all i ever see is murder, how many n-ggas done died?
i done seen so many tears, so many mamas done cried
if a n-gga k!lled me now, how many n-ggas gone slide?
i need to know
before you jump up in this truck and close that door
you got that pistol in your lap b-tch, you gone blow?
is you gone fold up under pressure? let me know
traumatized, another body in the street
mezmerised, i saw my first thirty piece
b-tch apologize, for speakin’ down on the gang
suicide, you lay a finger on the gang
[verse: selfmade shark]
everybody had a murder, where these bodies at?
n-ggas h-ttin’ and they missin’ and they proud of that
n-ggas h-t at me and miss me boy, i’m stoppin’ that
eleven thirty, b-tch i’m postin’ where your mama at
plat plat plat
me and tooter ridin’, lurkin’ i ain’t sensin’ no gorilla
every real n-gga ain’t meant to be no k!ller
i still love lil [?] i would’ve died for him
you must be crazy if you thinkin’ i won’t slide for him
[hook: selfmade shark]
yeah, my n-gga tellin’ me to make something for the city to vibe
all i ever see is murder, how many n-ggas done died?
i done seen so many tears, so many mamas done cried
if a n-gga k!lled me now, how many n-ggas gone slide?
i need to know
before you jump up in this truck and close that door
you got that pistol in your lap b-tch, you gone blow?
is you gone fold up under pressure? let me know
traumatized, another body in the street
mezmorized, i saw my first thirty piece
b-tch apologize, for speakin’ down on the gang
suicide, you lay a finger on the gang
plat plat
[verse: selfmade shark]
how am i ever, ever supposed to make a jig song?
another n-gga on the corner got his wig gone
foolies say i need a single, i need to be more friendly
n-ggas sending [?] threats, could never let you in me
no respect for black mans, just done died for this sh-t
what happened to you n-ggas supposed to ride for the clique?
n-ggas switchin’ up they game, i’m still [?] for nothin’
i want [?] cos one hundred fakers i’ll k!ll for nothin’
[hook: selfmade shark]
yeah, my n-gga tellin’ me to make something for the city to vibe
all i ever see is murder, how many n-ggas done died?
i done seen so many tears, so many mamas done cried
if a n-gga k!lled me now, how many n-ggas gone slide?
i need to know
before you jump up in this truck and close that door
you got that pistol in your lap b-tch, you gone blow?
is you gone fold up under pressure? let me know
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