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sunny6700 - detroit freestyle lyrics

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i’m the type to use my hand before i use a gun
i’m the type to lose a fight before i ever run
but if they tripping trey gone get em ain’t no one on ones
thumbing through this money all blues got my fingers numb
runing up this paper i ain’t been a sleep in 3 days

running with that sack and we gonna blitz him call it ea
trey gone point em out and we get him and it’s open gates
2 phones oh dog feel like kevin gates
speaking on the dead only get you to the hеavens gates
1 false movе have that boy moving state to state
when they catch his ass they gone zip him and and blackout the plates
i’m a stop talking bout that let’s get this money now
rocking with the same n+ggas started from the playground
he don’t want to play with suns underground
please don’t run up on boog cause you lay down
hit him in his top garunteed we don’t spray ground
chasing all this money put my momma in a lake house
breeze in the bush garunteed it’s a steak out
if she don’t plan on f+cking suns she can stay out
and that f+cking oven hot cooking like a steak out

runing up this paper i ain’t been a sleep in 3 days
running with that sack and we gonna blitz him call it ea
trey gone point em out and we get him and it’s open gates
2 phones oh dog feel like kevin gates
speaking on the dead only get you to the heavens gates
1 false have that boy moving state to state
when they catch his ass they gone zip him and and blackout the plates
i’m a stop talking bout that let’s get this money now
they didn’t wanna listen now they see i can rap now
she didn’t wanna let me f+ck but now i beat her back out
pin her on the walls guaranteed she gone tap out
and my n+ggas balling man i pray we never see a drought
locked up in them chains can you please let my dog out
dissing on the gram they gonna pop up at his moms house

runing up this paper i ain’t been a sleep in 3 days
running with that sack and we gonna blitz him just like ea
trey gone point em out and we get him and it’s open gates
2 phones oh dog feel like kevin gates
speaking on the dead only get you to the heavens gates
1 false have that boy moving state to state
when they catch his ass they gone zip him and and blackout the plates
i’m a stop talking bout that let’s get this money now



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