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tugz - intro lyrics

can you feel my pain i obviously don’t feel the same how you expect me to keep it real when you can’t do the same ya friends dere when you out but not ya worst days got you travelling back to green straight from your court case it was 2 years deep what a minor sentence i know n+ggas 10 years deep tryna fight dere sentence his whole life flashed before him when he heard the verdict sometimes i sit and think and wonder if my bro was hurting we taking pictures for the snap tryna hide thе pain and we tryna stunt for or the cameras still tryna show arе face when it’s lit it’s really lit i can’t even lie but deep we p+ssed thinking bout summers we ain’t been outside remember telling bro if wonna go den we gonna slide you can shoot or i can drive truly i don’t really mind

main b+tch cutting up raw i done the same and had my side chick cuddle the 4s i’m a king i still feel i wore a crown in the court most these n+ggas sign out from the sh+t dat i sure most these rappers tell lies they ain’t been dere before if the flake smelling like petty the i double the 4s cristian diors on the creps from the p in the draw and grew flavours in the winter summer time dere was more seen my brudda get parol hugged him told him ya blessed couple summers in the can rethinking my steps used to love him like a brother till he had me stuck in pen n+gga you signed up to road you can’t be scared of the feds i’m trapper by trade i’ll never sit on fence if he stab me in back i’ll probably shoot at my friend runner said he lost i told him retrace ya steps remember sitting in the flates in the cold on the steps till we had chains swinging check the gold on my neck baddie said she wonna f+ck remember her blanking my texts till she sucked it b+lls deep i think her throat is the best do more an speak less cuz these n+ggas are g+y talking sh+t behind ya back but still smile in ya face lucky i keep mine in designers or on the side of waist free my n+ggas on the wing dats still fighting dere case got birded thank allah ya still alive when you wake i’m trap boy i can’t stop mixing flake put the the german into s and watch me stig it away they talk bout trapping you know how much dat we did in day

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