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veeze - gangermatic lyrics

[intro]
(pooh, you a fool for this one)

[verse]
it’s a ongoing struggle while i’m gettin’ blunted
swing wood and metal, veeze paul bunyan
bag full of yellow pills look like funyuns
streets gettin’ ugly, free my n+gga duggy
doggy told me i was major back when i was hustlin’
why she never listen? man, that sh+t aggravatin’
soon as a n+gga make it, you gotta do a thousand favors
they don’t give a f+ck if you did your mom a favor
now when the phone ring, who gon’ pick it up?
when you feelin’ down, who gon’ lift you up?
when you fail trial, who gon’ call, get them n+ggas hit up? (who gon’ hit them n+ggas up?)
if you go broke, who gon’ throw you somethin’?
them b+tches ain’t gon’ care, they gon’ kick dirt on you (b+tches ain’t gon’ care)
they f+ckin’ other n+ggas and you put purses on ’em (look)
them sack+chasin’ b+tches, they around, i ain’t flirtin’ with ’em (i ain’t flirtin’ with ’em)
they see the big dog, wanna take one (yeah, i know that)
he gotta watch out every car, boy, we turn for one
we burn the trap out ’till it’s hot like the earth core
i pray my lil’ brother never have to sell drew barrymore
i should be grateful where i’m at? i swear i’m grateful for ’em
i pull a n+gga card quick, he a f+ck n+gga (he a f+ck n+gga)
i had to block a n+gga number, got the tendency of a b+tch (talk too much)
she asked me what’s that on my chain, it’s my brother quin (it’s my brother quin)
i’m ridin’ late, pourin’ champagne where his mama lived at
every time i’m feelin’ down, drugs pick me up (yeah)
back when i ain’t had sh+t, n0body asked for nothin’ (n0body asked for nothin’)
how can i explain my problems? everybody think i’m livin’ it up
if i go broke, who gon’ throw me somethin’? (n0body)
you better save a couple pennies for when the streets get slippery (yeah)
dead broke as a joke and your b+tch get silly (yeah, yeah)
the rent gettin’ close, n+gga, palms gettin’ itchy
it’s hotter outside, her friends on some rich n+ggas (what you gon’ do?)
it’s easy, you ain’t got it everything about chicken (huh?)
cry to veeze, he go get a job, isn’t it? (isn’t it?)
pockets so empty, feel like a clock tickin’ (tick, tick)
gun in your hand loaded and you sweatin’ bullets (don’t do it)
when you get your time, she gon’ f+ck half the city (half the city)
same n+ggas that you called gang laughin’ at you
you ain’t heard ’bout your boy? what? what happened to him? (huh?)
say he turned his life to god, he’s a pastor’s boy (he’s a pastor’s boy)
[?][1:50] he a big man, it’s some fairy tellers (yeah)
if i tell you ’bout my night, it’d sound imaginary (i swear to god)
if i imagine life without you, bae, my life would end (life would end)
you know that i got you, bae, for life, boy, you my twin (you like me)
i can’t put a price on how i love you, priceless (love you, priceless)
i might have to wash my hands for life, the dirt i did (all the dirt i did)
all these dead men on me, i’m a walkin’ cemetery (walkin’ cemetery)
interrupt while me and my brother talkin’, b+tch, you got some nerve (ooh, woo)
show me that you loyal, you wanna be with me forever (with me forever)
i love the christian dior shades, wear even if it’s dark (even when it’s dark)
i think about my n+ggas deceased even in a bar (even in a bar)
order another thousand ones, make these b+tches twerk (phew, frrt)
billboard veeze

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