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yung mal & lil quill - blessed lil intro lyrics

[intro: lil quill]
sh-t, motherf-ckers wasn’t f-ckin’ with me when i was down bad
now motherf-ckers wanna f-ck with me ’cause i’m up n-gga

[chorus: lil quill]
ain’t got sh-t for you lil b-tch
finna go and put a brick on my wrist
got a thirty in my clip lil b-tch
shoot a hundred out the stick lil b-tch
what the f-ck is you sayin’ my n-gga?
i’ma pull up with bands my n-gga
got a whole lot of choppers on choppers
give f-ck ’bout your partner
you talkin’ that sh-t, i pull up with my shottas

[interlude: lil quill]
i been in the streets ever since i was young n-gga
i grew up influenced by guns, i thought it was fun n-gga
don’t come to me talkin’ ’bout you broke but you better go sit at the pond n-gga
sh-t, motherf-ckers wasn’t f-ckin’ with me when i was down bad
now motherf-ckers wanna f-ck with me ’cause i’m up n-gga

[verse 1: lil quill]
i swear they don’t play
k d-ck, hundred round drum, put the beam on your face
swear they gon’ spray
mac-10 to the glock-10, got an fn
i keep one in
i remember trapping at the candler inn
selling point eight tryna get ten
i’m on front street tryna get in
tryna push up in an s6 benz
never ever will i settle for less
i been flood the bezel now i flooded my chest
scr-pe the bowl when i’m grippin’ the tec
you be dead when i’m whippin’ the ‘vette lil n-gga
mixin’ up the medicine

[interlude: yung mal]
h-llo, yeah
where you at lil bro?
sh-t i just pulled, up on my folks
can you dig, i got all that, h-ll yeah
say less, i’m finna pull up at the apartment right now

[verse 2: yung mal]
i’m doin’ the dash, finna get off on collins
same ticket i ain’t droppin’ no numbers
saran wrap it, they can get the whole bundle
i’m bustin’ they brain ’cause they come from the country
fifty bands, n-gga all blue hundreds
minivan, slide the door and they gunning
(mhm, n-gga already know how we comin’ anyways)
no back and forth, these n-ggas know how we comin’
them thirty rounds and them clips hold a hundred
i hustled hard ’cause i come up from nothin’
bein’ broke, it made me sick to my stomach
and you ain’t gotta settle for less
i been through it all but i’m blessed
(young n-gga seen it all man, i seen the ups, i seen the downs)
the same sh-t make you lie, make you cry
n-ggas envy, gotta stay wih that fire
when you’re in the street, n-gga do or you die
when you talk to him look that man in his eye
and i got some n-ggas doin’ hard time
the judge, they fried him, d-mn
and i got some real n-ggas in the dirt
they dead and they gone, it ain’t no rewinding

[outro: lil quill]
rest in peace, on some real n-ggas
blessed as a motherf-cker man
you know, lil quill
you know we got a lot of sh-t on our plates now
lot of sh-t goin’ on
but ain’t too much we can’t handle, yeah

- yung mal lil quill lyrics

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