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sob odee - ride with killas lyrics

[intro:]
grrrah
reminisce ’bout all the older days i missed when i was little
like every day i saved ’till i got caught for dealin’
ayy

[chorus:]
look in my eyes and i see pain when i look in the mirror
reminisce ’bout all the older days i missed when i was little
makin’ plays, like every day i saved ’till i got caught for dealin’
and my mind is different, sit back, smokin’ pressure as i ride wit’ k!llas
i can teach you a bunch of sh+t, you wanna run wit’ me
bossed up my clique, so come correct if you gon’ come for me
didn’t i tell you? somеbody gon’ die for takin’ sumn’ from me
i’m in the trеnches, feet up, i’m relaxed, i got my gun wit’ me

[verse 1:]
where i’m from, might seem like it’s sweet but it get ugly
like i’m tinted, they can’t see me, and they ain’t touchin’ me
leave the cheap boo’s in the past, they always gon’ think somethin’ free
i’m one of the smartest and most hardest, they can’t f+ck wit’ me
i could show you how to make a 10 and build a company
i f+cked it off and made it back again, this sh+t ain’t nun’ to me
i’m gon’ get a track, yellow and black, and name it bumblebee
tryna’ reach the top while n+ggas tryna’ get from under me
chase a bag, if i sit on my ass, it ain’t gon’ come to me
laser tag, put beam up on his ass, he tried to run from me
got motion now, b+tches on my d+ck, they wanna f+ck wit’ me
uncle told me, “always watch yo’ back until stay sucker+free”
they think they know me but they don’t, they know the old me
always kept a g+lock on me, said i’m p+ssy, had to show me
dunkin’ donut, nothin’ phony
how you put them diamonds in yo’ cross and call it holy?
’round my city, f+ck the police, n+gga
[chorus:]
look in my eyes and i see pain when i look in the mirror
reminisce ’bout all the older days i missed when i was little
makin’ plays, like every day i saved ’till i got caught for dealin’
and my mind is different, sit back, smokin’ pressure as i ride wit’ k!llas
i can teach you a bunch of sh+t, you wanna run wit’ me
bossed up my clique, so come correct if you gon’ come for me
didn’t i tell you? somebody gon’ die for takin’ sumn’ from me
i’m in the trenches, feet up, i’m relaxed, i got my gun wit’ me

[verse 2:]
see i, stayed down ’cause i knew one day i’d shine
you get, laid down, don’t think i’m sweet, i’ll leave you fried
i been havin’ sh+t before this music, now i’m in my prime
these b+tches stupid, f+ck i look like tryna’ give a hoe a dime?
crazy how i got the world screamin’ “stand on business”
how you chase a woman but got problems chasin’ chicken?
i be fresh as f+ck, i put it on, amiri on my denims
always chillin’, ’cause sumn’ happen in my hood, they say i did it
i don’t need a weapon, i’m the type to k!ll you wit’ a sentence
like freaky women, type of ones who squeal when i go in it
n+ggas, they ain’t got no hustle, out here livin’ off of b+tches
get off yo’ ass and chase a bag and stop the penny pinchin’, ayy
life, it get crazy, but i’m grateful for the sh+t i got
remember days we had them k’s and narcs, they hit the spot
i miss drake forever, scream yo’ name, i call, he flip a block
if you hate me, you ain’t got no pape’, i think you need to stop
[chorus:]
look in my eyes and i see pain when i look in the mirror
reminisce ’bout all the older days i missed when i was little
makin’ plays, like every day i saved ’till i got caught for dealin’
and my mind is different, sit back, smokin’ pressure as i ride wit’ k!llas
i can teach you a bunch of sh+t, you wanna run wit’ me
bossed up my clique, so come correct if you gon’ come for me
didn’t i tell you? somebody gon’ die for takin’ sumn’ from me
i’m in the trenches, feet up, i’m relaxed, i got my gun wit’ me

[outro:]
(look in my eyes and i see pain when i look in the mirror)
didn’t i tell you?
(reminisce ’bout all the older days i missed when i was little)
ayy
(makin’ plays, like every day i saved ’till i got caught for dealin’)
grrrah
(and my mind is different, sit back, smokin’ pressure as i ride wit’ k!llas)
bwaoh, grrrah, grrrah+grrrah+grrrah
(i can teach you a bunch of sh+t, you wanna run wit’ me)
(bossed up my clique, so come correct if you gon’ come for me)
(didn’t i tell you? somebody gon’ die for takin’ sumn’ from me)
(i’m in the trenches, feet up, i’m relaxed, i got my gun wit’ me)

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