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yves+svint+mvrc – yeayeayea lyrics

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i always come in first but still give you last
the peaks just come and go and i just let em p-ss
i can’t hear no words i’m def off the pack
seen everything go black, its michael jackson bad
tryna be another n—a yea how you do that?
keep f—-n up the rest yea how he do that?
make a couple money moves before i go to bed
wake up to a check i got caught waking up the dead
you got that iphone boomin og’s call that waking up the feds
i can’t text you back i break her back and then i break some bread
designer jeans the finer things dior silk wrap that round my neck
yves layed in saint laurent comme des garcon oh yea yea yea

double c’s ,see the sides yea yea yea
i can’t lie, suicide yea yea yea
see, hear, speak none we gon go so dumb
make sumn, take sumn oh yea yea yea

lost a couple youngins to them pills, i can’t get them back
loss some og’s to the hills i can’t get them back
think you know me, wanna control me, its all in ya head
i can’t spend one second not one day up in ya f—-n trap
couple plays and still got 5 more ways that i could make a bag
baby gon try to compare me to her ex b—h must be smoking crack
this can’t be my home, i move alone, n—-s is clones yea
flight to lv, penthouse sweet, c-ke in my nose oh yea

ridin around in this hole
tryin to challenge the code
ridin around in this hole
tryin to challenge the code

bruce lee, i see no opponent i just kick back
thats yo wife i hit that man she talk so much i hate the chit chat
undercover mix match chaos balance choosin one not a challenge might pour up a gallon nothing can slow me down i’ll chop a mountain
with the edge of my hand yea
crashing ya plans yea
trash in my vans
wake up broke boy n—-s be selling you dreams and can’t stop counting
i done peeped the game, aired out the ball and kept it bouncin
we are not the same, my sh-t overflowing
od, my plans got bigger stopped concerning me
you like to watch the world burn on tv
i’m tryna pull that broke b—h out the screen
all that sh-t i seen mixing lsd with the codeine

double c’s ,see the sides yea yea yea
i can’t lie, suicide yea yea yea
see, hear, speak none we gon go so dumb
make sumn, take sumn oh yea yea yea

ridin around in this hole
tryin to challenge the code
ridin around in this hole
tryin to challenge the code

riding around
riding around
riding around
riding around
riding around
riding around



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