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yung carter - luvu2death lyrics

i love you to death
i love you to death
i wear our love on my neck
pain, blood, sweat
squeeze the tech
squeeze the tech
finally at rest
n-ggas want my head
like i’m up next
like i really flex
like i really flex
off that duse
off the that henny
skrt off in a bentley
baby i got plenty
saga in the city
6 am in cali
mustang and sally
fake n-ggas around me

don’t crowd me
just crown me
rolling through your city
in a drop top bentley
gang around me

i’m going out
take him out
k!ll him now
i’m the boy now
making blue bills now
ocean view now
steal from me, i got to shoot you down
pool of blood
i’m from the hood
jersey city on the map
don’t try to clap back
hood on my chest
hood on my chest

come to my hood
you’ll get blasted
your life will turn out tragic
no hat tricks
we slash sh-t
robbing, catching l!cks
its a habit
i’m not bragging
i’m just trying to let you know what’s going to happen
my n-ggas are savage
king of the city
we make magic
smoking strong
no cabbage
30 round clip
let them have it
my hood is a fortress
look at me now
i’m on forbes list
i can’t love a b-tch
if she can’t suck d-ck
back on my sh-t
family broken
big cousin broken
i feel hopeless
i’m wasn’t chosen
all my ice frozen
every night we toasting
i used to be scolded

my hearts molded
toolie on my lap
if a n-ggas crossing
no lacrosse stick
i’m nauseous
swim with sharks b-tch
i’m heartless
pull up and move silent
pull up like isis
put your people in a crisis
i’m priceless
hate n-ggas who overprice sh-t
i’m a pilot
g4 magazine
i’m sky high b-tch
no rocket scientist
all the games you play
you need a psychologist

all my problems
you can’t comprehend it
tired of the friendly sh-t
your hoe a silly b-tch
n-ggas hate me because of real as sh-t
melek’s a dumb hoe
she’s a sneaky b-tch
on some sweet sh-t
she ain’t sh-t
mike harding back on that p-ssy sh-t
buying views
like n-ggas don’t know how he lives
like n-ggas don’t know how he lives
i know how he lives
i know how he lives
he ain’t f-cking sl!ck
he ain’t f-cking sl!ck
30 on his coffin if he tries to diss
i’m about that sh-t
i’m about my sh-t
i’m about my sh-t
no extendo clip
i’ll let it rip
i’ll let it rip
yeah

- yung carter lyrics

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