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lirik lagu bockedup – kawfei

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[verse]
i jus’ really gotta get sum sh*t up off of my chest (my chest)
i hope you love me
i ain’t stressin’ i’ll take care of the rest mm, mm (oh, oh)
if you want me too
if you want me too (oh, oh, ohh)
if you want me
this remind of the time when i was chillin’ after school
askin’ oh dude you should listen to my music this sh*t smoove
he like this you
yeah that me foo
what the f*ck you mean foo
yeah this sh*t coo i like the instrumental
the f*ck you mean you like the instrumental, i
put too much work in this sh*t
for you to say what you not understandin’
i get that this sh*t sound nice
but if it wasn’t
why the f*ck would i be asking yo ass to f*cking listen to me
listen i need
it’s more than jus’ sum 808s
more than jus’ a pattern
more than kicks, snares, and hats that you can ever fit in
you will never fit in
i ain’t making f*cking noise i’m making music
i swear i’m bout to lose it
check yo lip
i’m the sh*t you talkin’ bout
haters try to keep it brushin’ like a stain
i’mma stay
in my lane
we don’t walk the f*cking same
want your pockets filled with money
(fame) want your pockets filled with fame
i’m jus’ tryin’ to get my recognition for the f*ckin’ day
b*tch stay away
when my pockets deep
see them creep
when i sleep
round the way
lucid dreams
[bridge]
hold me tightly softly don’t you let me go
i wake up to you
what you stupid dirty motherf*ckers really want me to do
really want me to do
[chorus]
get the f*ck up out my way
i’m finally doing what i wanna do and what i wanna f*ckin’ say
(aye, aye)
don’t you close your eyes
they’ll tell you, you can’t make it put you in a f*ckin’ box
in that f*ckin’ box
don’t let em put you in the box
don’t let em put you in that box
[verse]
moving like the f*ckin’ block is hot
you will never stop me
all you n*ggas f*ckin’ c*ck blocks
an yo posse
f*cking p*ssy, p*ssy p*ssy n*ggas
why they mad
cause a n*ggas doin better
finally on a f*ckin’ bag
chasin’ dreams, make em real
i will never fold i told you this befo’
diss fo the check up so you know
i ain’t f*ckin’ wit dem folks
droppin all the hoes
flip em for a brick
tryin’ to build some mo foundation
feed the family from the mud
where you at they call it poor
where the dirt we need some mo
when the system bring down
you gotta stand up on yo toes
you never know
don’t you let em sn*tch yo soul
they tryin’ to steal all the black inside the gold
[chorus]
get the f*ck up out my way
i’m finally doing what i wanna do and what i wanna f*ckin’ say
(aye, aye)
don’t you close your eyes
they’ll tell you, you can’t make it put you in a f*ckin’ box

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