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syb leel - in my duffle lyrics

everybody acting strange , had to find a diffrent lane
because the one i’m driving crazy
yeah i peeped they start to change
and they always quick to judge me yeah i know i did some things
concerenting on my game
perfect my craft then spread my name (:30)

hoping one day that i blow
tired of starving living broke
i ain’t broke but yeah i’m broke
a couple dollars that ain’t sh-t they still gone take me as a joke
rip my brodie doe, i swear i miss you i can’t cope
smoking weed to heal the pain it barely helps it k!lls me slow (:43)

and i heard you got a polee
boy you 12 just let it go
i lost some homies to the st–ts for having guns they didn’t blow
if i could ever trade my place with you , im quick to give my soul
i just came to say i miss you i just wanna let you know
on a mission from the bottom tryna turn this dirt to gold
and if you try to f-ck that up i’ll take you out your f-cking glo
bip my brodie b00bie i still think about you bro
if a n-gga diss ya nameeee heee gone have a tag toe (1:05)

get em gone for the low
and i swear that’s on bro
n-ggas act like they ain’t hoes

everybody not your friend
had to f-cking comprehend
you can do so much for somebody they’ll talk sh-t at the end
took some time to understand
had to realize who i am
dog that b-tch out right on cam
then i send it too my manz
syb that be the clan
they’ll heat sh-t up like it’s a tan
everybody claim they blood but them n-ggas not my fam

and the n-ggas that you see me with that’s gang yea that’s them demons
and they say if i slip up again i’ll end up on the cement
and they ask me why i go so hard because my people need it
everybody getting scholarships while i’m in the stu sleeping
stoner say that i can go to college be real let’s just reason
i’ve been stuck up in this city for so long i don’t want leave it
when they told me i can go somewhere i never did believe it
n-ggas tell me that i’m humble b-tches think that i’m conceited
spittting bars i really mean it

huh , in my bag foreal
why my homie had to squeal
got me feeling mad foreal
haters trailing on my heels
they just mad i keep it real
had to fall back and all that because i keep it real
you can look a n-gga in his eyes and know he bound to tell
lost my cousin i don’t feel sh-t n-gga yeah that hurt is real

- syb leel lyrics

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