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young smokes - the generals corner lyrics

[verse]
i can teach you how to fish, i can’t teach you how to eat
went gym with a gun on my backseat
if i ching him in his arm, this ain’t a vaccine
we’re getting food every week just like it’s canteen
acrylics, i’ve got women crazy bout me
you’re my bro, i’ll give you a loan without fees
ran me up a load of thousands, no sweats
i’m dappy with this loaded hand ting, no regrets
in the bando with fish, it don’t come with curry sauce
same bricks, i watched them split like a divorce
i’m sick on the strip, spreading cali like a fever
tell ’em no deals, just tens like bieber
i don’t play, lift his gaugе
i’ll make you a gofundme page
rosе gold anni with the green face
you can try bro, i’ll rise it on stage
this stanley won’t work, it’s taking the p+ss
i think i’m gonna need a chainsaw for this brick
i’m cruising down the street but i’m not eazy+e
glizzy on me, smoke a boy, cbd
you’re bad with your gang, you’re a p+ssy alone
section 18 the way i beat up this chrome
if i walk into louis i’m spending a few racks
ask smash, there’s no trainers in my shoe bag
at sixteen my rolex was a stolen one
then i turned eighteen and bought a golden one
and the reason my sales are coming back to me
cause i don’t mix the whites like a washing machine
in the water, it goes down like a submarine
her ass fat so i slap it like a tambourine
lala got me a hot whip with no key
so when i use it i can’t let it cut out on me
if i ain’t dead or in jail then you’ll see me well
in this house with more white than edl
i was dead broke man, i was wishing on a star
came across a l!ck so i whipped out the star
only problem in my cell
ain’t seen my mom in a year, i can’t let her visit me in jail
i told the prison guard “have my kids”, her name’s mich+lle
they say i’m crazy and funny, guess i’m dave chapelle
i’m in the field and i’m stood here like a scarecrow
blew chase in the sls with my lil bro
had the rental company ringing like “bro
i can’t believe you blew chase in my lambo”
2021, they think i’m trying to stunt
cause i copped a rollie for like every month
life gave me lemons so i gave it lemon haze
with haych, counting money up till hands ache
no sugar coating, ain’t no boat floating
i was cold in my cell cause my window’s broken
green giant, all i’ve got is corn for them yutes
before i made the mobos i went and made the news
my darg’s meant to be home but he got extra days
i love him like my bro but he’s got crazy ways
in this hot hatch chilling with a baddie up north
with this wimbledon on and i ain’t playing sports

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