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trurebel migs - take off lyrics

[intro]

f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga
get the f-ck from around me lil n-gga, you a
f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga
get the f-ck from around me lil n-gga, you a
f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga
get the f-ck from around me lil n-gga, you a
f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga, f-ck n-gga

[verse 1]

i be propagating positive energy to the universe
flowing universal
universal wanna sign me
yeah, n-ggas wanna rhyme with me
can’t vibe with me
split a check
split a buck with me
spit a cut
spit a razor
give a buck 50
to keep it a buck
yo, n-gga f-ck a rat race
having freedom pays
malcolm turning in his grave
n-ggas trappin’ he amazed
i need vmas
grammy for my grammer
my grandma gon’ be amazed
man this ain’t sean blaze
i get jiggy wit’ it
he so city wit’ it
keep a milli wit’ him
yeah he really wit’ it
goat n-gga he billy wit’ it
god d-mn
hopin’ that my sh-t clink
cuz my old links got a n-gga on the brink
got me prayin’ god d-mn
n-ggas don’t think
everybody watchin’
i be movin’ n-gga don’t blink

[bridge]

b-tch im’ bout’ to take off take off
i be blowing napalm napalm
you can’t see me ray charles ray charles
they gon’ be like he gone he gone

b-tch im’ bout’ to take off take off
i be blowing napalm napalm
you can’t see me ray charles ray charles
they gon’ be like he gone take off

[chorus]

need a bag for a show
tell me if i cool out now
how the f-ck im ever gon’ blow
need a bag for a verse
put a whack n-gga in the dirt
turn a rapper to a casualty though
n-gga put in work
ain’t no d-mn way im going back to them 28 grams in a o
jumpin’ off the earth
all this d-mn weight on my shoulders
but i push it like the gravity low

[verse 2]

gotta stay alert
first they love me
then they hate me
then they love me
then they block me
now they wanna lurk
d-mn n-ggas got some nerve
don’t you know that hatin’ -ss
switchin’ -ss
f-ck sh-t be gettin’ on my nerves
n-gga what i look like
you curved
gotta keep my eye wide
that third
bout’ to be a long ride
i swerve
i be grindin’ all night
better learn
i could show you how to earn
go from projects to the burbs
i could turn low money
multiply it from the 1st to the 3rd
werd
make a bag flip
mad sick
like a bad b-tch
doin’ backflips
on the mattress
of a young fly trap n-gga
livin’ lavish
established
mad sh-t
mad rich
yeah we gettin’ money outlandish
don’t you see a n-gga doin’ damage
n-gga bout’ to have the whole fam lit
coming for the thrown, goin’ hamlet
sheesh
clutchin’ more drive then the van wyck
sheesh
f-ck the 12 k!llin’ on some ham sh-t
sheesh
got me rollin’ holdin’ on my ratchet
sheesh
n-gga went from bandos with the bandits
facts
to copin’ on a condo, i’m the man b-tch
facts
start a label n-gga we expanding
d-mn
n-gga shootin’ off like a cannon

[bridge]

b-tch im’ bout’ to take off take off
i be blowing napalm napalm
you can’t see me ray charles ray charles
they gon’ be like he gone he gone

b-tch im’ bout’ to take off take off
i be blowing napalm napalm
you can’t see me ray charles ray charles
they gon’ be like he gone take off

[chorus]

[outro]

hmm, gotta keep the family close

- trurebel migs lyrics

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