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new opps - eli sostre lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
f*ck how you feelin’, i’m feelin’ great
only pray for the real, hope they k!ll the fake
how he come from the bottom and wheel his weight
i just walked through the back and i’m feelin’ safe
gotta smoke ’cause these women be stressin’ me
all the talkin’ ain’t never affectin’ me
makin’ [?] roll up like the pedigree
they be wishin’ it was ’em instead of me
f*ck you want me to do? b*tch, i work it
to be gifted, you live with a curse for it
problems i can’t got to church for
so i don’t got time for no hurt, ho
but i carry the team, i got back pain
city boys, she wan’ f*ck up the accent
makin’ candy, put sweet in my black paint
and this ev it don’t got no gas tank

[chorus]
too many shooters
racks in the shoe box
gotta make two stops
i got some new opps
out in the nighttime
i want the blue dot
out on the westside
feel like the new pac
[verse 2]
f*cked the b*tch, got the burner on me
think i see the police in my backyard
muhf*ckers, be lurkin’ on me
brand new spot on these n*ggas when the cash grow
brand new spot and i stepped on the gas, ho
twenty o for the merch in a good week
it gon’ f*ck with your head but we don’t speak

[instrumental bridge]

[interlude]
*echo sounds*

- eli sostre lyrics

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