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lirik lagu flip did (god did remix) – bos flip

[intro: bos flip & fridayy]
they*they*they been countin’ me and n*ggas out from the jump (they wanted us down, ooh*woah)
like— (but look at us now, oh*oh*oh)
we*we blackballed everywhere we go, we*we*we—
i guess we too real for n*ggas, you feel me? (they counted us out)
ayy, look, long live my brothers, long live guys, free the guys, man (they didn’t think that we would make it, oh)
free the gang, n*gga, ayy, free the opps too, n*gga (they didn’t believe in us, oh*oh)
you feel me? f*ck 12 (but i know god did)
bend down five, n*gga (oh yes)
i’m always crackin’ fours, n*gga (god did)
feel mе? (god, oh*oh*oh*oh)
i’ma always say, “f*ck the seven, f*ck thе eight, n*gga” (but i know—)
you know?
[verse: bos flip, fridayy & ]
ayy, n*gga, flip did
go and ask around the city, they know what that six is
crackers tryna slay us, tryna find out what that six did (f*ck 12)
back against the wall, corner still standin’ on biz, n*gga
yeah, catch him, blow his candles out, but we ain’t makin’ wishes
i could go name*drop the dead, but they know just how big that list is
n*gga might as well go k!ll hisself he make it on that hitlist
swear i been movin’ like a ghost, you can’t try lie me with no b*tches (i’m ghost)
crackers on my d*ck, i get locked, i don’t get in that sentence
had my mask on in the back, it was that silent on that mission (long live crazy)
crazy told me, “any n*gga out there with them gotta get it”
i miss my n*ggas on the daily, every night i’m reminiscin’
and i know if they were still here, then a lot of sh*t’d be different (they counted us out)
if i don’t k!ll ’em, they gon’ k!ll me, how the f*ck you say i’m trippin’? (they didn’t think that we would make it, oh)
they wouldn’t understand my pain ’cause they ain’t with me in ’em trenches (they didn’t believe in us, oh*oh)
if you took a step into my shoes, you would you standin’ in the kitchen
forever stayin’ solid, my circle only big enough for six men (but i know god did)
movin’ like a gangster, got them hitters trailin’ in a minivan (oh yes)
i got too much to lose, n*gga play, then i’ma knock off any man (god did)
and i can’t go out sad, ‘fore i go, b*tch, i’ma knock off plenty men (god, oh*oh*oh*oh)
f*ck 12, i’m innocent (but i know—) and i don’t speak on what i did for n*ggas (no cap)
but i can’t understand, n*ggas act like i ain’t did for n*ggas
like i ain’t got no family, like i wasn’t gon’ do a bid for n*ggas
when i was down to my last and my first thought was gettin’ n*ggas
when n*ggas took bro, i’m like, “f*ck that, i’ma k!ll them n*ggas” (long live my member)
i’m slidin’ through the city strapped bad, they can’t even k!ll a n*gga
i fell out with my old homies, i guess i’m too real for n*ggas
these n*ggas clowned out on some fake sh*t, i could never feel them n*ggas (they fools)
the opps be shootin’ with they eyes closed, i could never feel them n*ggas
them n*ggas bleed just like i bleed, i could never fear no n*gga
they shut that casket on my n*gga, i shed a couple tears with n*ggas (long live my brother)
if he ’round me, he my brother, i got years with all my n*ggas (love my guys)
and i ain’t changin’ up for sh*t
ayy, only way i’d cut you off is if you sweet
i gotta k!ll you if you snitch
if you don’t see that n*gga ’round me, he a b*tch
i kept it real with all my n*ggas, tryna get my brothers rich (no cap)
(i love all my n*ggas, man), you a p*ssy, close your mouth
we ain’t shootin’ up no house, we gon’ catch ’em comin’ out (y’all know what the f*ck goin’ on, no cap, n*gga, they didn’t think that we would make it, oh)
n*gga, get down or lay down, i was with that drac’ and left up round after round (i never leave my brother, never change on my brother, man, ayy, look, they didn’t believe in us, oh*oh)
i put my mama through so much of time, she ready to frown (my n*gga, he my dog, my n*gga, you heard? but i know god did)
jump off the porch straight in that war, really thought i would drown (for my mama i would do a hundred, oh yes)
attempted murder at sixteen, i ain’t make not a sound (b*tch, and i been doin’ that sh*t since a shorty, n*gga, god did)
i’m poppin’ pills and sippin’ paint, tryna keep past round (n*gga not f*ck with me, man, god, oh*oh*oh*oh)
the b*tch i loved let me down (but i know god did)

- bos flip

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