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shawnn brezzy - no favors remix lyrics

[verse 1 : shawnn brezzy]
im the resurrection of graduation
so good morning if you ant woke of my salutations
i wonder if you know bout what it means to be mostly hated
by n-ggas in your city cause my features ant for your playlist
n-ggas can’t tell me nothing , i know the glory is comming
it’s making me stonger hit these entendres i barry bonds it
im claiming you channing tatum verbatim of graduation
jump a street to say you changing but you really still the same and
graduated for a paper now in dept and gotta make it
if i don’t receive my payments imma send you to a cage
cause you equivalent to a animal brezzy
f-cking cannibal , eatin yo favorite rapper soul
coming back for my seat the table singing solonges song
coming back when you thought i was down like brady at superbowls
wack him off the face of the earth , setting the tone
till my name set in stone hip hop ant dying alone
my n-ggas they say i clown , cause all these jokers around
tryna tell me bout my life but wouldn’t give a penny for your thoughts
wise to know you new slaves float down here if your boat is lost
without a cause they set me off explode the streets with atom bars
get in the car i’m scrrrtin off with h-lla work like i’m the boss
again with cause i’m goin off without intent i’m kinda lost
but f-ck it y’all the sh-t bars so i don’t care
i gave my all
never n-gga i’m complex , gotta decode the context
always been dropping gems in my verses i’m hip hops sonic
not even my time yet shoot the clock now im timeless
with sh-t that you can’t digest gotta question my mindset my mind set

[hook: big sean]
make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
you can save your hand, i ain’t gotta shake it
everything lined up for the takin’
and what i need from ’em? no favors
clique too big, bread gotta break it
’cause these others lowkey with the snakin’, fakin’
everything lined up for the takin’
and what i need from ’em? no favors, no favors
what i need? no favors
everything lined up for the takin’
and what i need from ’em? no favors

[verse 2 – ezee]
pistols popping the devils knocking
outside the door
it’s locked, if he bust in he getting popped
pour my drink to the top
i’m thinkin sober, but touch me the evenings over
even n-ggas not drinking are getting shots
long road to the top, i’m getting high while i’m driving
getting excited with every blunt we igniting
they hated and now they silent
f-ck g-ssin, i over drive it
i keep a 9 on my side and it’s got my back through the low, til i’m in front of your highness
sicker than this
smoke got em thinkin a kitten p-ssed
flow getting switched, period, tell me ain’t this a b-tch
son of one
needed to toat it, y’all n-ggas want a gun
i’m only spitting bars, so i don’t end up in front of em
sl!ck with the words, bout that action
been with the verbs
since i’m at all they heads then i’m wiggin, not givin perms
you live and learn, sin and burn
how he live is his concern
with beef i grab the heat and over cook em like the dinner burned
i’m bold n-gga, cold k!ller, my flow iller than most n-ggas
from a city of dope dealers, hoe n-ggas gon toat triggers
most of em quote spitters, rappin bout sh-t that they don’t get in i don’t get it
you speak the life, but you don’t live it
yo b-tch flipped like a gymnast, mine flipping sh-t in the kitchen
just reminiscing
adult conversation, i’m never kiddin
tunnel vision, i’m never missin
send requests to heaven they don’t ever get em

- shawnn brezzy lyrics

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