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welcome to the 303 - ayo faz lyrics

[hook]
ayy, 303—where we don’t talk, we get sh*t done
n*ggas cappin’ on that net—catch ’em lackin’, he gon’ run
lost my b*tch, found me a plug, now i’m thumbin’ through them funds
tbg, that’s bloodline—play with one, you see them drums

got that bl!ck tucked in the show—don’t get too close, i’m on alert
i’m the type to spin again before they even hit the dirt
say he real, but we done checked him—he ain’t built for what we work
lost it all and made it back, i’m proof that pain just make it worse

[verse 1]
welcome to the 303—ain’t no peace, this sh*t get violent
real k!llers move in silence, turn that beef into a siren
i was broke, now i’m stylin’, hundred racks, that’s just for smilin’
i done seen my dawg switch sides, so now i move with guidance

tryna play like he official, he got hit, now he a mural
say he slid, but ain’t no footage—boy, that story not factual
we done dropped sh*t back to back, like my glock on annual
tbg, we stampin’ sh*t—ain’t none of this theatrical

back then, they ain’t believe me, now they beggin’ for a verse
n*ggas envy when you up, but they was laughin’ when you hurt
i done bled for this position, i put loyalty first
if he play, we lay him down, wrap him up, and hit the church
[hook]
ayy, welcome to the 303—where we don’t talk, we get sh*t done
n*ggas cappin’ on that net—catch ’em lackin’, he gon’ run
lost my b*tch, found me a plug, now i’m thumbin’ through them funds
tbg, that’s bloodline—play with one, you see them drums

[verse 2]
i ain’t beefin’ on no phone, b*tch, we pull up where you stay
every opp i ever crossed, got a candle and a grave
i’m the type to slide alone—mask up, don’t need no gang
stand on 10, i been the same—this sh*t tatted on my veins

pop a perc, then catch a flight, i’m tryna calm what’s in my head
lost too many to that violence, all that pain just turned to red
grew up cold, i barely trust, so i keep one beside my bed
tbg, that’s all i got—if i’m gone, they get revenge

ayy, this that thug talk, switch on fully, make the club chalk
n*ggas tough on live until that pressure make they blood walk
welcome to the 303—we don’t die, we just double back
catch him in his city, make him famous off a body track
[hook * final]
ayy, welcome to the 303—where we don’t talk, we get sh*t done
n*ggas cappin’ on that net—catch ’em lackin’, he gon’ run
lost my b*tch, found me a plug, now i’m thumbin’ through them funds
tbg, that’s bloodline—play with one, you see them drums

lost it all and made it back, i’m proof that pain just make it worse

- ayo faz lyrics

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