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what we did - kay-o lyrics

[verse 1]
best be ready, it’s fight or flight
if your legs be jelly, might not survive
left scenes messy, love that kind of ride
when we step, we cheffy, or it’s bine that flies
tired of tryin’, but, need their death
so it’s me that attempts, or i’ll try supply
i’m the type of guy to speak with chest
bleed for my set, go slide for mine
free stally he was tryna fly them pebs
free crashy he just love to fire at them
free dezzy d, love the dings to drivе or ped
free mtrappo, free chunkz, two violent men
hopе smokes comes home and finds his steps
weren’t a year out and he’s doin’ some time again
got me like i got him, do up anyone i’m against
free yb, he’s just doin’ his final bend
drug cases, bucked paigons or hittin’ l!cks
these the reasons why my people doin’ prison stints
nuff machines, nuff badeens
might bring a stick with me to go hit a chick

[pre*chorus]
sh*t’s ments, best you don’t lack on the pavement
’cause this test will have you in the grave not get graded
get bread and then push that paper on trainers
select creps, push out to estates and then lace them
[chorus]
be ready, they gon’ turn you off, you’re not lucky
can’t leave any, when we see the opps it gets ugly
scheme belly’s then we rob for the money
bad b’s on me and the cops wanna cuff me
be ready, they gon’ turn you off, you’re not lucky
can’t leave any, when we see the opps it gets ugly
scheme belly’s then we rob for the money
bad b’s on me and the cops wanna cuff me

[verse 2]
that’s how it goes, you never know, you can’t plan the roads
yeah it’s trappin’, feds bag, take what you have to show
i ain’t lackin’
them man seem on with gang, on nothin’ when they stand alone
dank cannabis is like a man’s cologne
shank on the hip, had them on their toes
now it’s hands on the stick when we scan their zones
he got blammed but he lived, i wish he hadn’t coped
free a, man, been a minute since we had him home
free s, they try and claim that he handle smokes
free smizz was in tizz, feds say he ran the phone
jim’s free, he got a bid for a big bag of cro
junz free, had to sit for a sh*t and a shave
’cause he had a blade, imagine if he had a pole
free b boy, still sad that it’s a bad result
sayin’ do the rappin’ ting, he wanna hear the gangs at shows
i know there’s feds on my tail
want me in the pen, rottin’ in the bin, goin’ stealth
from the outside lookin’ in, they must think my head isn’t well
’cause i still do what they done when it’s put most my friends in jail
[pre*chorus]
sh*t’s ments, best you don’t lose on the curbside
’cause this skeng will have my view of you lookin’ bird’s eye
quick step, we do what we do and then burn ties
don’t intend to leave any proof when it’s lurk time

[chorus]
be ready, they gon’ turn you off, you’re not lucky
can’t leave any, when we see the opps it gets ugly
scheme belly’s then we rob for the money
bad b’s on me and the cops wanna cuff me
be ready, they gon’ turn you off, you’re not lucky
can’t leave any, when we see the opps it gets ugly
scheme belly’s then we rob for the money
bad b’s on me and the cops wanna cuff me

- kay o lyrics

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