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young machine boy - it's just christmas 3 lyrics

[intro]
it’s getting lil’ easy, i’m with my twin
my brother, yeah
it’s just christmas
[chorus]
it’s just christmas, pop a perc and then we hustle (hustle)
sell a gram outside in m14, my gypsies taught me (taught me)
mama said: “don’t do no drugs” now i feel really sorry (sorry)
i mean it’s better to know than die unconscious (unconscious)
sold my soul, they gossip that sh+t on the internet (on the internet)
never ever sold my soul for nothing in this life (in this life)
true religion jeans on my homie like my faith (like my faith)
the 808s destroyed my house no insulation
i need a studio to make a banger like my first track (my first track)
[verse 1]
i started doing drugs at only 13th (13th)
this friday i will pop out like i’m jason
mask off, let me see with who i compete
these clowns better leave the studio before i come (i come)
your last track was so ass you tryna beat the ocean
the difference between you and me is that i never hung out with
6th graders, you better let that sh+t fly, or your sentence will arrive
[verse 2]
let them know the truth before you say some bullsh+t
i never wanted to catch you at your f+cking school
i never wanted to beat you up for one of my friends
i never thought one of my members could snitch so bad
i’m doing motion, motion pills might help me to jam
all the situations from this year i jabbed
i feel sick from this people who betray
the gang will never stand up
i might cry, i need some help
[verse 3]
i just need some moments to make bread
i need racks to get another chain
it’s just christmas, i said i have lamb
but in my backyard only nature, money from the trees
she said she “the goat” of sucking bbc’s
i run 8 miles, and my b+tch is running a marathon
you can’t compete, member, yeah i have so much energy
i need xans, to make myself go to sleep
[chorus]
it’s just christmas, pop a perc and then we hustle (hustle)
sell a gram outside in m14, my gypsies taught me (taught me)
mama said: “don’t do no drugs” now i feel really sorry (sorry)
i mean it’s better to know than die unconscious (unconscious)
sold my soul, they gossip that sh+t on the internet (on the internet)
never ever sold my soul for nothing in this life (in this life)
true religion jeans on my homie like my faith (like my faith)
the 808s destroyed my house no insulation
i need a studio to make a banger like my first track (my first track)
[verse 4]
i started selling drugs, caught in traffic with the lights (lights)
cops in romania dumb as f+ck, they don’t know (know)
how weed smell, but we smell like givenchy (like givenchy)
don’t ask him about the f+cking case
cuz he doesn’t know about the f+cking case (the f+cking case)
cuz he doesn’t know about the f+cking case (case)
inform yourself before you f+cking speak (speak)
[outro]
yeah, ay, yeah ay
yeah, ay, yeah ay
yeah, ay, yeah ay
yeah, ay, yeah ay
merry christmas to my members
shout out to my fans, i love y’all, peace

- young machine boy lyrics

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