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lirik lagu amp freshman cypher 2021 – amp (any means possible)

[part i]

[intro: chrisnxtdoor]
d*mn
yeah, i’m ’bout have fun with this beat
yeah
ayy, d*mn
yeah, yeah, ayy, yyy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 1: chrisnxtdoor]
these women you lovin’ the ones we be f*ckin’ on
these hunnids be keepin’ me f*ckin’ warm
in the winter, ‘member [?] school
i hated livin’ at home, all that f*ckin’ dome
really been at this sh*t since i was twenty*one
see, me and my n*ggas, we one of one
amp* one year, one mill’
but we ain’t no one*and*done’s (yeah, ayy)
i’m ’bout to f*ckin’ mumble
diamonds on me n*gga, i been zumbin’ zumble
had that bit’ likе a mo’f*cking dumble tumble
n*gga jump out that bit’ like it’s summеr
n*gga jumpin’ out of the b*tch
f*ck these boy, these n*gga right on my wrist
n*gga talkin’ ’bout the money, no funny
my n*gga jumpin’ out and runnin’ my sh*t, n*gga jump out that b*tch
“like chris, why you trippin’
off them godd*mn percs?”
“they don’t give a f*ck about your knee
your hands still work”
just to be blunt, shut the f*ck up about mondays
i be smokin’ blunts on sunday
i walk wit’ a limp, but still goin’ run to the money
a whole lot of blue money (d*mn)
[verse 2: duke dennis]
boy, ain’t no f*ckin’ way
chris chose this fire*ass beat
i was on deeblock other day
but they can’t fire me from the streets
few years ago, was f*cked up
i ain’t had nowhere to sleep
now all these b*tches in my dm
yeah, they average to me
i said f*ck all these n*ggas that’s talking sh*t
all you n*ggas just troll on the internet
i got brothers who really be choppin’ sh*t
i say f*ck the streets ’cause i ain’t into that
had love for a ho, but that’s how it go
i play stupid a lot, but i play it slow
amp, amp, we hit a milli’
but yeah, we just started a year ago
ayy, i hit a b*tch the other day
but i ain’t know her name
it happen way too many times
i can’t get caught up in them ways
these hoes’ll do you dirty
and be crying in your face
that’s why you focus on your grind
hit her one time and do the race
i get love in the streets, so i’m good regardless
heart gone, so i’m heartless
dead broke, i was starvin’, no more havin’ money problems
n*ggas saying i’m a target
growin’ up in them apartments
young n*gga rockin’ starter
now i know how it feels to be dead broke
so i’m goin’ harder, n*gga
[outro: duke dennis]
yeah, i just k!lled that sh*t
and things of that nature, though
you know what i’m sayin’?
now i’m gone

[part ii]

[verse 3: imdavisss]
amp, one mill’, man, it’s crazy
moves so tact, not even a hunnid thieves can phase me
move so many plaques, not even a hunnid briefs can case me
still thank god every day, ’cause he amaze me
came in 2015, i never been a hater
this year, i’m goin’ farther like i’m westbrook to the lakers
this year, i’m goin’ harder like a left hook, joe frazier
next year, i’m goin’ broader, take my talents to jamaica
how you hatin’ through the net? you need to stop and get some some paper
why you waitin’? i’m up next, so what’s the point of waitin’ later?
new crib, broke the internet going through roofs
cybertruck, got the black tints and it’s bulletproof
now i walk around my city, and i feel like i’m the man
i ran it up, i ran it out, like drizzy said, “it’s god’s plan”

[verse 4: kai cenat]
got some k!llers on my team, you’d think they john wick
and the way i serve these bars, you’d think i play with sticks
cold hearted little n*gga, grew up in project bricks
i ain’t had sh*t, been through a lot, i seen sad sh*t
now i’m flexing on ’em ’cause i ain’t movin’ average
old b*tch, i don’t need you, got a new b*tch
two bl!cks, one for me and you, we gon’ move sh*t
two kicks, and you know they cost a stack at cool kicks
ever since i been up, i just been on cool sh*t
bust down rollie, avalanche, she gon’ climb this avalanche
she gon’ take this d*ck and she gon’ say it wasn’t average
she gon’ take my phone and i’m gon’ leave and find a better b*tch
now i’m stackin’ bread, she want me ’cause she know i’m gettin’ rich
i don’t really do this sh*t, i’m just kinda used to it
mike amiri jeans on me, n*gga lookin’ cool as sh*t
and i met your b*tch, she said she want me to scoop and sh*t
[part iii]

[intro: fanum tv]
i’m your dad, n*gga
where your mom at, n*gga?
talk to these n*ggas, man
ayo, do you, b*tch
’cause i’ma do better, you heard?

[verse 5: fanum tv]
you do you, i’mma do better
big amp, applyin’ more pressure
million dollar baby, sixty on the dresser
yeah, i’ll hit it, but i’ll never sweat her
y’all n*ggas never been on go
section 8 baby, concrete jungle
know how to hustle, been through the struggle
m4, lot of winners in the tunnel
we eat at the deli, f*ck benihana’s
yeah, i dropped out, no, i’m not a scholar
yeah, i make money, yeah, i make dollars
yeah, i probably make more than your father
yeah, it cost a lot, but we make a lot
‘member back then, i used to be popular
give my mama a couple bands just to shop
gucci, louis, fendi, or the prada (woo! sh*t!)
we not dreamin’ about it no more (huh)
we livin’ it (d*mn!)
backyard pool, talkin’ ’bout dividends
i’m a ceo, n*gga top president
bring me that p*ssy, you know that i’m k!llin’ it
pass me my goggles, you know that i swim in it
and she like my style, she love me, i’m different
f*ck on her friend just to show i’m considera—woah (d*mn)

[interlude 1: fanum tv]
yeah, man
wanum, wanum, wanum, wanum
hehehe…
wanum, wanum, wanum, wanum, baby
so agent, where you at?
agent, where the f*ck you at?

[verse 6: agent 00]
i’m livin’ fearfully
got blessings on blessings, i fear for me
i fear my fears will see
i’m backed in a corner, even my peers can see
i peer to see
a full court press is what it appears to be
now watch me split
now watch me whip
my coupe down roads, my backstreet woes
that’s just how it goes
so try to keep up
but eighty on the dash, my mind’s made up
so maybe i’m last, my glock face tucked
so go crazy on the gas
i’m hazy on the graph, my shot stays up
i’ve watched, they suck
it is not their time, do not phase up
you’re a baby on the glass
it get crazy when i’m fast
and i get lazy when i’m mad
still, real daisy in the grass, i’ll be eighty when i pass

[interlude 2: fanum tv]
oh my god, he’s wildin’, n*gga
wow, hold on, hold on

[verse 7: fanum tv]
i transform, call me eren yeager
i am a beast, no i’m not a hater
i cook up, call me fanum baker
pipe down, yeah, give me all the flavor
say goodbye, what? hasta luego
y’all n*ggas soft like some play*doh
y’all gotta go before my lil’ oota slide
and turn you n*ggas to halos
i do not care what you said, though
fly your b*tch out to barbados, she f*ck with me, i get pesos—

[outro: fanum tv]
fanum, fanum, fanum, fanum, fanum
wait, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
you wildin’, bro, you wildin’, bro, chill
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill

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