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ty bangz - unbelievable lyrics

[intro: ty bangz]

yeah…..feels good
ty bangz.. uh huh
ima tell ya’ll like a g told me, may the best of your todays be the worst of your tomorrows
cheers to ya’ll.. uh

[verese 1: ty bangz]

cliquot spilling out the bottles, all my n-gg-s is stars
equal signs for who we be and who we think that we are
humbly i turn it down, its just my tendency with it
cause truth could stand alone even if a lie come with it
wouldn’t expect most to understand, gotta go through the motions
preparation, perseverance, family keeping me going
court dockets and affidavits in the court of appeals
free my n-gg-s out the you know, cause you know it get real
yeah freedom’s a must, might start up a trust
for my unborn seeds, so when they grow its plenty paper to touch
for every one a n-gg- spend, throw two in the tuck
this bin jumpin’ out the gym, and i’m runnin’ it up (yeah)
if you know you know n-gg-, i ain’t saying too much
i stayed down i came up, it was never a rush
now its cigars and champagne overfloweth the cup
can’t take no shorts we took the stairs so they could know it was us (sh-t what a life)

[hook 2x: ty bangz]

born to lose, bred to win
many nights i would spend
dreaming of the times where the days look beautiful
count us out but we in
it was dark, it was dim
now it’s lit and it’s just un-be-liev-a-ble

[verse 2: dom wall]

uh, i’m droppin jewels while y’all droppin bucks
all them vvs diamonds and that release date on that rarri truck
but hold up pimpin let me learn you a lesson
steer you in that right direction
all this jugg and finessin, lets get it
always keep your eyes on alert, cause n-gg-s move funny
catch you slippin lie you in the dirt (d-mn)
never use your mainline, keep that throw-a-way
that flippy on the side for the standby, yeah we on the rise
flip a 8th and cop a quarter, bubba kush i love that odor
i just got a zip that was sent down from minnesota
then i head to pensacola, florida where my zoes at
griot eating, creole speaking, my n-gg- sa ka fete
then he said n’ap boule, i need them choppas them semi-autos with hand grenades
yeah i’m on a renegade
leather jacket on my blade trinity, them balmains lookin rugged like it was some billy jeans (word)

[hook 2x]

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