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tech g - people ain't fond of me lyrics

[intro]
i’m feeling f+++ up in the head, don’t drive me crazy don’t drive me crazy we get faded, we get faded like yeah yeah yeah

[course]

haha the people the people ain’t that fond of me.. its tech g the people the people ain’t that fond of what up bigg rogg

[verse] tech g

i came up out a stressful life ain’t trying screw n0body over casting trying to be big like a gang solider i rather be a one man army dropping nova’s people seem to like the hype image imagine of me like a drug but as soon as i speak it’s a big ugh all i do is keep it clean and true my mind can go crazy then they stick to me like glue realize they can’t handle me then they want to sue them undercover attitudes i drink brew then my fist to that face shall screw up then its shut up now tell me what’s true

[course] tech g

people ain’t that fond of me (nope) the people the people ain’t that fond of me(3x) i wonder why

[bridge] tech g

a yo yo yo i’m the other side and you in+between ni+++ you better pick a side or be gotten rid of you feel me we to lonely over here we too lonely to have feelings baby ha!

[course] tech g

the people the people ain’t that fond of me the people the people ain’t that fond of (uh) the people the people ain’t that fond of me … go ahead homie

[verse 2] bigg rogg

they not fond of me, my peoples and that’s the conundrum explosive lines are abundant these ni+++ is redundant, with my own style sitting high on the throne west side home grow my heat will change the climate zone i’m not home i’m out developing something i’m hall of fame status you a third string nothing you not a factor your jaws bridle like a cracker disdain inflect pain on a whack ass rapper verbal assault you then i’m ma run up and smack you then beat the f+ck out youch you dam fa++ot rap b+st+rd no type of disrespect extremely high intellect i’m a real one in person y’all fake tough on the internet strung out on percocet pill popping fiend foam cups purple drank shoots of lean mix with codeine what happen to y’all n++++s i wanna see my people’s prosper and come in to large figures (n++++)
[outro] tech g

the people ain’t that fond of us (surely ain’t) a yo but check listen ard look if you listen close you can hear my word its simple’ all you lame m+th+f+cka’s hateful envious undercover get off my d+ck how you claim you know me but still got to check stay gotta assume my n++++ come on check your self already guessing my next move i already did you a busta fool go focus on your self i don’t like n++++s don’t like you cracka’s don’t like you f+ck off n++++ … i tell you

- tech g lyrics

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