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wee2hard - breaking news lyrics

[intro]
(elijah, what the f+ck?)

[verse 1: wee2hard]
stand over my opp like a great white
death call, wish i can call back
rest in peace to members who i ain’t comin’ homе
in them rooms full of people i feel alonе
seen many lose faith, i ain’t givin’ up
f+ck a blues, there come checks on the checks
murder on my mind, i’ma die with respect
if you ever try me, i shoot off your head
[verse 2: anti da menace]
b+tch, i’m fresh off a drill, i got blood on my shoe
yeah, i’m rich as a b+tch, spent a dub on they crew
man, this sh+t in my vein, only lil’ n+gga t+shirts
put a scope on my glock, tryna shoot me an eagle
b+tch, i’m the death, better leave me alone
for a twenty+five hundred, they burn down your home
prada my shoes, i step on the n+gga right now, hit the spot and go make me a song
oh, you’re my enemy, 34, n+gga, bear with me
heard he a rat, yeah, boy tom and jerry
n+ggas get on a live and be showin’ them bl!cks, got switch on me now, yeah, yeah, i know what i’m carryin’
i’m screamin, “as+salamu alayk+m”, he keep tryna quake ’em
i’m finna go buy me some acres
he hit a l!ck, but he really a b+tch, who the f+ck told the lil’ boy that he was a taker?
tell them lil’ p+ssy boys, “leave me alone”, i’ll shoot everybody, don’t get in my zone
i was eight [?]
momma told, “you need to slow down, boy, you bein’ too grown”
i put a ten on his head, everybody be dead, give a f+ck ’bout the feds on my d+ck
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout a switch, i just fullied my sticks and i burry you p+ssy lil’ b+tches

[chorus: wee2hard]
why you go against my k!ll for?
you know i’m one call away like a firetruck
i’m on five+five to fives, can’t put me out
soon they postin’ location, we air ’em out
all the money i blew, could’ve bought a ‘cat
i don’t play with n+ggas, so don’t play with me
havin’ no security, got that drac’ with me
b+tch lyin’, talkin’ ’bout to be sleepin’ with me
if she bad and assed out, i fly her out
slim waist with no stomach, she all mine
swap a ho for a phantom, enjoyin’ life
would you show me ass? f+ck, i’ma fall back
i’m just glad that i didn’t give ma a heart attack
free word, my ballers on world news
[verse 3: lil bigg]
we don’t call that no [?] channel two
switch to tec on the spec, we know how to move
ain’t no splat at your show, n+gga, you a fool
you post spots on the ‘net, bet your n+gga move
in the low, in the dead end, this n+gga you sendin’ that box
this b+tch won’t come back to you, [?]
where were your partners? i see you and stick gon’ give dap to you
and the n+ggas be hoes, rather the b+tches
[?] he wants splat for you
put you in the casket, my plugs sellin’ dirt
but that n+gga, he act, gon’ get bad for you
do you [?] we turn him to a pack for you
duty jet down the road sellin’ pack for you
ain’t no shiest on that flow and they peppin’ you
when you’re icy like this, they start tappin’ you
i’m [?] double back, i sent two different specs and like seven young n+ggas for one of you

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