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sideshow - lex (every workhouse go to heaven) lyrics

[verse]
keep you gangstas aside
it’s not hard to tell us apart
i’m smokin’ a lot
i smoke in front of the law
i [?] in front of the [?]
say they outside, they frauds
i’m still stuck in that field
they still stuck in that lawn
i’m still stuck in that mo’
we got [ditties?] in [bowls?]
they goin’, they gone
$1300 a pop
$1300 for pop
i’m still stackin’ my cup
i’m still stuck in that trench
i’m still stackin’ that guap
n+gga, it’s never gon’ stop
i shoulda bought some stock
i shoulda bought a new macbook
but i got a glock
my pop want a big+ass truck
so i’mma give my daddy that big+ass truck
try+tryna get rich as f+ck
i on a flight everyday wit’ a bag of the gas, bud
a b+tch wit’ a big+ass b+tt
wit’ [?], my n+gga from around the way
when i’m leavin’
i’m comin’ with sum’
and i’m comin’, i’m comin’ wit’ thunder
we was baggin’ up work backstage
really, i can’t stop hustlin’
they breakin’ the third rule every time
love makin’ assumptions
n+ggas be lunchin’
wherе i step
like a percussion
way i lovе the reflection of god
i’m a real n+gga so my mama love me
i’m pushin’ tigray every time
anywhere, everywhere, even at functions
i told ++++ that line
i’mma let the g43x crush ’em
last time, [o?] tried to press my line
i was on the other side of the country
now i’m ’round the way ‘n i can’t see none of these n+ggas
n+gga must’ve lost his mind
b+tch must’ve lost her mind
she think i would chase like+like she’s mine
like i am one of these n+ggas
baby, i ain’t superman wit’ this pistol
i’m convinced there ain’t n0body in this b+tch
got bulletproof skin

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