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tob duke - thru whatever lyrics

[chorus]
cap just caught a flight but we still ridin’ in that x7
glock 27 compact, we don’t use no smith n wesson
we wasn’t seeing eye to eye but i hope you doin’ better
remember time when i was down you was ridin’ thru whatever

[verse 1]
got no remorse because n0body every spared me, i use to pray that’d you stay don’t try to beg me
city full of haters got n+++++ tryna behead me, he think he tough because he got his bl!ck, that sh+t ain’t scarin’ me
claimin’ his family at the streets cus he ain got no homе
boy test yo luck, he’ll do you dirty if you breathе wrong
long live my brother, im so sick that he can’t hear my songs
i’m a diamond outta the dirt gon forever stand strong
i was strugglin’ i was hustlin’, trappin’ out them jets, them 762’s out the chop they gon break his chest
i’m with the navy feelin’ wavy, they got my respect
my n++++ scorey steady scorin’ bullets to they neck

[verse 2]
goin off them drugs, and i be wildin’ with sum heavy steppers
ain’t playin’ games they hit his brain and send him up to heaven
i took sum l’s i ain’t ashamed because i’m becoming better
team on my back i know they ridin’ thru whatever
had to push that bullsh+t to the side, and read between the lines
like how you dog me to yo friend, but to my face i’m slime?
they say they happy that you succeed, but hate up in disguise
i really thought we hat potential, just a waste of time…
it’s sum sh+t that ion understand, you’ll watch a n++++ hit the stand
everybody want the n++++ dead, and you still call him yo mans
i want brothers ion need no friends, it ain’t no telling when it hit the fan
[?] how you say you can, and no secrets keep that sh+t a band
these cameras flashin’, b+tches watchin’, and these n+++++ plot
you keep on talkin’ like you steppin’ boy you better stop
look at me then look at them, why would i call them opps?
juan called in with that info, b+tch we got the drop
[chorus]
cap just caught a flight but we still ridin’ in that x7
glock 27 compact, we don’t use no smith n wesson
we wasn’t seeing eye to eye but i hope you doin’ better
remember time when i was down you was ridin’ thru whatever

- tob duke lyrics

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