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sigeol - out here lyrics

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[sigeol]
illmade out here i was made ill
wanna hit the belly but i’m waiting for the right till
nice cars, nice yard, nice [?]
why? cos i was grinding in the late nights
i robbed a couple n+ggas cah it paid nice
had a watch on my wrist but it weren’t mine
slum life, pure greed i roll white
look, pain in my eyes do you see mine
had a couple court cases, bussed some

(bussed dat)

won some and i lost some
i’m like if i lose some ima rob sum
bummy n+ggas get up and grind why you on your bum

i used to roll with goons
now i roll with one
and that one turned fake so i roll with none
my dad died so nеver ever call mе son
my brother’s locked so never ever call me bruv

i’ll rob you if i don’t know you
(uhh)
so never ever show me love
raised on the block but it never ever showed me love
taught me well cah now i know who to trust
stack in the crib
belly in the fridge
f+ck life why?
cah my life be a b+tch
go getter, love cheddar
(uhh)
so i gotta get rich
snitches never live cah they pished
f+ck gym why? cah i ain’t tryna get big
sling weights on the road, money’s tryna get big
[?]
i scream elizabeth, elizabeth, elizabeth
cah i want elizabeth
i’m on the block for what? yeah elizabeth
dawgs on the wing for the love of elizabeth

[daff]
(chit)
(illmade)
i’m the real deal, no counterfeit
hoodlife, nuttin really good comes out of it
hoodboy, from the hood tryna make it out of it
just like lizzy [?]
ain’t the hardest out but i can spit with the rest of dem
left school with no grades but the kid’s intelligent
got the latex gloves on testing the measurements
no prince cah you know my dawg you know it’s relevant

one ounce, two ounce
three ounce, four
five ounce, six ounce
seven ounce more
times seven twice then you add another four
add another six and just six away
one connect, two connect
three connect, four
five connect, six connect
there’s no more
times are getting hard ima cut it down to four
rob last two, f+ck it
i’m on one
one connect, two connect
three connect four
the last two got robbed and i’m kicking down doors
i’m blessed for the moment
ain’t blessed with the omen
my nanny prays everyday i’m blessed when i’m rolling
(bless)

even if the ride is stolen
suttin krept up and it sure weren’t konan
feds with the lights off
now they got the lights on
nuff red lights but the driver’s gotta drive on
my block’s been hot before the feds found a rifle
my block’s been greazed from when i was a child

(anywhere)
(chit)

it’s a vicious cycle
hopped on his motorcycle he wants his rival



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