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sheemyfame - envy me lyrics

envy me lyrics
[intro]
grrah
pray to lord my soul to keep
ha ha ha (free flock)
hasha died before our way
grrah
pray to lord my soul to take
ha ha ha (free the guys)
grrah like how
pray to lord my soul to keep (pray to lord my soul to keep)
hasha died before our way
grrah grrah
grrah, like what like how

[verse]
they like sheemy you diffrent gotta do it again
by my dolo i don’t care ’bout a friend
but i slide with my brothers you know that’s the trends
on a jetski the way we gon’ bend
when it’s time to get lit, you know who i send (you know who i send)
call up cathy he spinnin’ with ten
we’ll make a movie ain’t talkin’ no beds
we see that he breathin’ we hit him again
n+gga i done made a song with a rabbid (like how)
so we know what clout you chasin’
i run into blockwork i promise i’m facin’ (grrah)
put that dot on his head like he haitian
f+ck all the opps theirs money i’m chasin’ (word to my mother)
i don’t care where i’m at ’cause i’m sanctioned
glock with the beam any typa occasion
one in the head funny n+gga who anxious
but hold on, let me speak, mula we lit hunnid k in a week (like how)
told muddy just walk up on feet
where i spazzed out geeked and then hanged out the v like (grrah grrah)
don’t duck when you run into what?
don’t duck when you run into me
y’all n+ggas be dissin’ we playin’ for keeps
the 9 with the flash he can’t even see like (grrah)
in the streets yeah they envy my body
keep a gun can’t end up like lo+
know some n+ggas who got ’em a body and don’t even talk or post for the ig
but they spinnin’ as soon as you try me (grrah)
i been chillin’ ’cause money my hobby
ima tweak if i run into high+ i know he be mad n+ggas f+ckin’ his thottie (word to my mother)
in the streets they envy me (grrah, like how)
so i pray to lord my soul to keep (pray to lord my soul to keep)
hasha died before our way (hasha died before our way)
yeah i pray to lord my soul to take (pray to lord my soul to take)
she said i’m toxic i’m better alone (like how)
but i don’t care ’cause i’m good on my own (word to my dead)
think about diddy and get in my zone
like, like n+gga just pick up the phone (like pick up the phone)
call mama lovee and ask if you home
man i swear that, that feeling so wrong
f+ck all the opps we don’t get along
but them n+ggas gon’ pay, what they say in the songs like (that’s word to my dead)
with the trends ’cause i pray for my safety
stay on 50 can’t lack for no lady
he get shot if he think he gon’ play me madi on court like kyrie and kd (grrah)
twin chops yeah i swear we go crazy (grrah)
send shots with some ebk babies (b+tch)
bend blocks if he also on stasy
free flock mr. gbg baby b+tch
[outro]
ha ha ha
pray to lord my soul to keep
b+tch i ball like nba
pray to lord my soul to keep
b+tch i ball like nba
grrah, grrah
pray to lord my soul to keep
hasha died before our way
free tata
free cam
free all the guys man
grrah, grrah

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