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wholagun - behind barz (take 2) lyrics

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whooli
behind barz part 2
solution to the problem available to preorder now
24th of november
cob

look
no p’s make you fall in depression
my girl she was stressing she left i was talking aggressive
it taught me a lesson to pause and ignore my aggression
my daughters a blessing my son gives me calls every second
i’m forced to go get it
constantly forcing progression
the force is my weapon
i’m guided the lord is my shepherd
my bm keep acting i think it’s a call for attention
i need to stop trapping and put all my thoughts in a session
forced my obsession
mummy gave birth to a grinder
i need to stop smoking and putting my worth in a grinder
but right now i need it i’m fiending
i need me a lighter
i’ve been underachieving i feel it i need to get wiser
born as a fighter
i need the money and power
my visions a vision whenever i get in the shower
i look in the scene
and i know that the scene will be ours
i pray up to god and i know that he’s feeding me powers
make way
i take money, i take change
your game changed when your food went on the same day
me, stiz, big crooz on the main stage
big spliff, zoot bigger than 8 planes
while i was out there you was playing kirby’s with peter’s mate
i was out tryna get gwop in hoping i would see a change
you ain’t tryna see no cake you’re tryna see your bae
we could never be the same i’m tryna be a great
i think all of these officers shouldn’t see a wage
how they get not guilty and never see the cage?
we’re near the gang that’s k!lling people on the mains
my brother went not guilty and had to do an 8
but f-ck it that’s the life we live
make the money, buy the brick
brother are you f-cking dumb
i came here to die a king
we don’t have to buy a brick
even if you buy a brick
you take that money then you stack it up and then you buy a crib
brothers going mad and spend a stack because they like a chick
i’d rather go and feed my mum and tell her buy a whip
who am i to judge it’s live your life and love the life you live
but don’t be getting g-ssed up off the gram coz they ain’t buying sh-t
i gotta feed my fam before i buy some kicks
make money feed my family’s the life i live
how you getting disheartened cause they don’t like your pic
get yourself off the sofa and go and find your kids
i’m going harder
i gotta make it i’m someone’s father
f-ck the drama i need the money like i’m obama
believe in karma cause what you put out is what you harbour
i spit the gas but i give you knowledge like i’m akala
i’m a different breed
don’t be putting me in no categories with little neeks
i’m ahead of them i can switch it round
i can take it deep
or i can make a gas ting that can make you back it and slap your heat
how you gonna chat to me



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