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yungwa - bldm? lyrics

history repeats itself
how you gone say
black lives don’t matter
big bag that boy full of sh+t
let bullets disrespect his bladder
been knew that boy was a b+tch
ain’t even have too wear no lashes
been knew feds gone play my songs
case closed
when they closed that casket
errbody take drugs fake love
on my soul can’t support no habits
some sold they soul they bold
it be the ones behind them glasses
these streets no structure no guidance
i guess big bro’s don’t mattеr

young n+ggas just going off battery

10 bricks skipped school made salary
i donе switched my route i’m proud of me
seen n+ggas flip sets crossed boundaries
10toes when i step i’m balancing
that boy can’t swim i’m drowning him
george floyd
had the whole world surrounding him
bro died guaranteed i tatted him
snake me k!ll the n+gga that’s backing you
we shed tears since kids
k!lled roaches in grandma crib
don’t bring hoes where you live
big perk knockout all fears
that boy ain’t who he said
ya b+tch know i’m him fr
twist blunts then knockout dreads
spin the bend just in case they live
some guys went state went fed
still made sure ya kids fed
blow up beds no heat in apartments
i shouldn’t of said what i said
ate chips couldn’t sleep we was starving
hope god forgive who ain’t here
went to school friday pizza parties
ain’t have sh+t in that fridge

history repeats itself
how you gone say
black lives don’t matter
big bag that boy full of sh+t
let bullets disrespect his bladder
been knew that boy was a b+tch
ain’t even have too wear no lashes
been knew the feds gone play my songs
case closed
when they closed that casket
errbody take drugs fake love
on my soul can’t support no habits
some sold they soul they bold
it be the ones behind them glasses
these streets no structure no guidance
i guess big bro’s don’t matter
young n+ggas just going off battery

that boy ain’t gang they added him
clout dead tryn survive off character
copyrights they sealed like packages
don’t front ya move we accurate
i done stood on blocks had tragedies
seen a grown man thoughts on gravity
track stars whole hood some athletes
5 deep 1 gun straight passengers

how you claim bodies you ain’t k!ll
them guns for show and tell
sent big kites to them cells
they gone replay this in they cells
ihop trap clientele
my city ain’t got no bail
gotta die to be lit fr
need my flowers while i’m still here

- yungwa lyrics

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