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smoke skreezy - need lyrics

sick of chasing money in the streets homie
i’m a need court side seats homie
i’m a need pent house suites homie
sick of always sayin
what chu need homie?

yeah
muf-cka really sold dope
no joke
muf-cka had like four phones
if it wasn’t for this rap
there’d be no hope
so i need to keep the cream like cold stone…
so i go hard
i don’t play boy
you mario cart
this ain’t a game boy
so why you frontin like you know me though
you’ll never be real boy
this ain’t pinocchio
but ya nose’ll grow
every time you mention me
cuz you spread them lies
guess that’s just ya tendency
look
i got my legacy for centuries
bout to f-ck up the game like these dispensaries
human centipede
eat sh-t and die please
take it back to when i used to meet on side streets
just to get my cheese
i used to flip thangs
now i just make noise like the big bang
feelin like rick james with some blow mang
need that money off top like cobain
do this sh-t for all my people that won’t change
and everybody that’s trapped in the dope game
sayin..

sick of chasing money in the streets homie
i’m a need court side seats homie
i’m a need pent house suites homie
sick of always sayin
what chu need homie?

what chu need homie?

maaan i ain’t got no homies
errybody phony

what chu need homie?

what chu need homie?
i need to be the one like obi ken0bi

take it back when i was trappin out the patio
way before i had packs of that cali dro
back then the steel was on me like magneto
now i’m tryna be greater than the bambino
callin the shots while i’m makin the hits
ya’ll ain’t the sh-t ya’ll just takin a p-ss
while i’m bakin like bits
gettin cake in the mix
tryna stay with the chips
like i’m lays in this b-tch
shiiit
blotter ink
blotter ink
blotter ink
all in ya head like that sh-t a lobotomy
deep in that -ss but the sh-t ain’t a sodomy
flippin the script swear to god i’ma pharmacy
daaaamn
livin life kinda fast doe
do this sh-t for real you do it for the gram, hoe
where i’m from
we ain’t trapping out the bando
you just get a stash spot and keep it camo
look
i need a lambo, some land with some privacy
for my dynasty
platinum, gold and diamonds
cheese!
look
ima be the man on the low low
that’s why these hoes in love wit me like the coco.

- smoke skreezy lyrics

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