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slump6s – ​earth / till im gone 2 lyrics

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[intro]
(maajins)
ayy

[pre+chorus]
i got shooters on the e+way, on the freeway, that will get you gone
choppa hit him on his b+day, on a me+day, i don’t do no wrong
don’t give a f+ck ’bout that he say, and that she say, i be on my own
and i put that sh+t on me, n+gga
i spend a band on my feet, n+gga
pull up all black, with that heat, n+gga (flatt, flatt)
make him take a seat, n+gga
i really turn off the beat, n+gga
and i turn that sh+t right back on
glock 40, make him retreat, n+gga
i ain’t slidin’ with a mask on

[chorus]
crazy that these n+ggas cop on a cold heart
this why you only see me with my brothers, oh
aim for the pack everyday, man, he makin’ it work
heart really cold, leave the n+gga in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i be gettin’ high, i really be off the earth, earth, earth, earth
really on my mind, i’ma leave a n+gga hurt, hurt, hurt, then
she take exotic drugs, man, i think they really workin’
i can’t fall in love, i can’t buy no b+tch a birkin
[verse 1]
huh
it’s a lot that i could say ’bout these n+ggas
but i’ma stay to my self
i really talk about dividends, n+gga
hunnid racks up on the shelf
i do more for n+ggas, than these n+ggas do for me
so why would i ask for help?
if you gon’ run up, please don’t do it stupidly
lil’ n+gga don’t gas yourself
n+ggas not real, n+ggas be fake, n+ggas not solid
n+gga how i feel? go to the bank, make a deposit
glock on my hip, aim for his face, if he wildin’
my n+ggas still catchin’ them case, takin’ yo’ wallet
uh, might go do some dental mental damage to a stranger
we put his stupid ass on a poster, on a paper
lil’ brother clutch the glockie, every time he feel like he in danger
he ain’t know how to shoot that sh+t, lil’ buddy ain’t learn to aim first

[verse 2]
these n+ggas be shootin’ up in the air
you know me, i pulled up on that n+gga block, and i clear it
in that motherf+ckin’, d+mn, in that motherf+ckin’ ‘claren
i can rick owen denim, got yo’ big b+tch starin’
cut that lil’ boy with that fye, fye
got that n+gga runnin’ like some errands
i can never be like these lil’ n+ggas, i told that lil’ hoe, “i ain’t sharin'”
[chorus]
crazy that these n+ggas cop on a cold heart
this why you only see me with my brothers, oh
aim for the pack everyday, man, he makin’ it work
heart really cold, leave the n+gga in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i be gettin’ high, i really be off the earth, earth, earth, earth
really on my mind, i’ma leave a n+gga hurt, hurt, hurt, then
she take exotic drugs, man, i think they really workin’
i can’t fall in love, i can’t buy no b+tch a birkin (oh)
this why you only see me with my brothers, oh
aim for the pack everyday, man, he makin’ it work (oh)
heart really cold, leave the n+gga in the dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt
i be gettin’ high, i really be off the earth, earth, earth, earth



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