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wallie the sensei - tarzan lyrics

[intro]
(drum dummie)

[chorus]
nice to meet you, they call me tarzan
i been running through this jungle
got no place to call my home
n+ggas swinging from one tree to the next
no fear inside my soul
gorillas with me, we ain’t fearing these n+ggas
i got voices in my head like “wallie, k!ll these n+ggas”

[verse]
mary jane, i cannot save you, i belong in the wild
i swear i always knew these hoes wouldn’t be sh+t ever since i was a child
i don’t know how i made it out
these n+ggas tried to knock me down, down, down
but every bullet missed so i still exist long enough
to show the whole f+ckin world the definition of a real n+gga
sl!ck rick, i’m too smooth, you can’t touch me
greatness so people really can’t rush me
look, b+tch, you either hate me or love me
but how you hate me, you really wanna join me
they throwing shade at a n+gga from the nosebleeds
i’m in the game b+tches really tryna get floor seats
got time invested in relationships i don’t need
room full of people and i’m still feeling lonely
you n+ggas ain’t on what i’m on
see, me and you ain’t in it for the same thing
my momma had a tab at the store and we couldn’t buy sh+t
so it was up to me to change things
these n+ggas just wanna be the plug
i’m just tryna be the lamp of the light
when you need me plug wallie up
and i’ll make sure that you can see through the night
but n+gga if you switch
it’ll get real dark in this b+tch
two guns ambidextrous
defense both ends gotta catch to get
i swear to god a f+cking prayer couldn’t save me
ever since i was a child
mama was at bingo
me and my amigos
learning how to commit crimes
okay, my daddy wasn’t there, so what?
that’s a sad song n0body finna download
i hope he know he had a cold ass son
that’s how he gettin’ all this money, f+ckin’ all these bad hoes
i want a million ’cause my family never had dough
i want the gucci ’cause i never really had clothes
momma was on that bus with her kids
so she needs something with the f+ckin’ b+tterfly doors
i said my daddy wasn’t there so what?
boss or a bum, you could tell i chose up
i could get money with my eyes closed up
look at my wrist, cold cut
look at my name, no sm+t
i got these n+ggas froze up
they want me dead, so what?
’cause me and my n+ggas finna the load up
we ain’t got time to wait, for god show up
bullets burn a n+gga throat like he just drunk a soda
marchin’ like the soldiers
hut one, hut two, hut three
finna blow a n+gga down with this 223
lemon squeeze so sweet leave his brain juicy
twenty four years old but i’m still a og
wallie been through it all
made it out no scars
was sleeping in my car booking rooms no charge
they tried hard not to let me in
they don’t ever wanna be compared to wallie
their whole world gon’ respect my gangsta, my music, and all this other cool sh+t about me
or i’ll go insane sensei wit’ the quickness
karate chop a whole brick, i’m vicious
spill his brain, don’t leave no witness
expose n+ggas for who they is, straight b+tches
this is all we know and we love it
i’m quick to put a n+gga in the oven
n+ggas think wallie never on nothing
tricks up my sleep, a pop shove it
last thing he seen was that bucket
last thing he seeing is that bucket
last thing you gon’ see is that bucket
and we ain’t missing nothing, don’t tell n0body nothing

- wallie the sensei lyrics

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