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styles p - day you die lyrics

[intro: styles p]
i’m telling you, boy, it’s like the second coming
of the ghost
i been doing this sh+t for a while
y’all n+ggas follow my footsteps
sort of like footprints in the sand
you see them, but you don’t know where i’m at
hah hah

[verse 1: styles p]
see no evil, here no evil
i’m in the game where you get k!lled by your people
them shorties in the hood, don’t care who diesel
they can’t aford [?]
now the fact they little and in the dirt, they remind me of weaselss
get them shortys a pistol, they sick like meezles
that’s why i let you know that [?] leave you
whenever i breze through
you can get smoked like [?] too
yeah i rap hard, but i’m moving them keys too
44 large [?] dodge and weve [?]
an egle on a dollar and the desert
[?] get the deserts with the dollars, and the dollars with the desert
you wanna be a soldier, try to follow me to heaven
or maybe in a [?] house, you on the d+ck like a b+tch, but it won’t be sperm i shoot in your mouth
f+ck the fame, i play the game to get the lute and be out
[chorus: sheek louch]
these hood n+ggas know what my name is
walk around with this big ass stainless
b+tch n+gga fronting, then i’m leaving him brainless
they say that i’m dangerous
cause they know what i came with
a couple of bangers
and chroam 45’s
couple of trucks
[?] couple of pies
big ass hoodies
black mask for the skys
couple my guys
and i sware it be the day you die

[verse 2: styles p]
i been missing my prayers, i need to say them all often
violate in the hood, that’s a sure cofen
that’s the 50 percent, well that’s a small portion
if [?] best believe it’s all bosses
i’m the one tryna recoop all losses
i don’t give a f+ck [?] go against all forses
sat in a cell, and all i thought was more corpses
looked in the safe, and all i thought was more porshes
hit the dealer up, bigger kit, more horses
rep the stick up kids, go and take more crosses
i’m a big boy, that come through and make offers
i could buy the block, a lotta shots [?]
have n+ggaas missing, something like jimmy hoffer
time after time, but nothing like cyndi lauper
nine after nine, cemmi in a green parka
shoot your block up, cause i heard your team is talking

[chorus: sheek louch]
these hood n+ggas know what my name is
walk around with this big ass stainless
b+tch n+gga fronting, then i’m leaving him brainless
they say that i’m dangerous
cause they know what i came with
a couple of bangers
and chroam 45’s
couple of trucks
[?] couple of pies
big ass hoodies
black mask for the skys
couple my guys
and i sware it be the day you die

[verse 3: styles p]
i do my dirt by myself, dress bummy, hide my wealth
it’s going down, imma lide my shelf
got my kids right now
i mean right now
so later on in life, they [?]
robbing those that’ll rob they self
die for those that provided help
tryna make time for time itself
diamonds shine, but so do the 9’s
[?] 17, that’s under the belt
and i’d rather cry for joy, than cry for help
and i can’t rely on you, i rely on myself
and i’d rather lay in he dirt, say i had my day on the earth
but play a verse, [?] might help
[chorus: sheek louch]
these hood n+ggas know what my name is
walk around with this big ass stainless
b+tch n+gga fronting, then i’m leaving him brainless
they say that i’m dangerous
cause they know what i came with
a couple of bangers
and chroam 45’s
couple of trucks
[?] couple of pies
big ass hoodies
black mask for the skys
couple my guys
and i sware it be the day you die

- styles p lyrics

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