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lirik lagu young & blessed – kdfrmdao

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[intro: kdfrmdao]
yeah, uh*huh
(dazey back again)
t.o.a
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched
in love with countin’ them checks
it’s ’bout n*ggas, we do it the best
control of the city, we next
boys got funds in the vest

[chorus: kdfrmdao]
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh, boh), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (uh*huh)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best (yeah), these n*ggas bе rats, i treat ’em like pеsts (huh?)
we got control of the city, we next (we next), i hope you boys got funds in the vest (let’s go)
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (let’s go)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best, these n*ggas be rats, i treat ’em like pests (yeah)
we got control of the city, we next (we next), i hope you boys got funds in the vest (uh*huh)

[verse 1: kdfrmdao]
these n*ggas be hoes, they ain’t gon’ ride (nah), b*tches be choosin’, i let ’em decide (yeah)
is he gon’ f*ck with a boss? (yeah) or f*ck with a goofy? ’cause my n*ggas always outside (yeah)
and we set it off, we don’t go and hide (uh*huh), say “he in the field” that lil’ n*gga lied (lil’ n*gga lied)
if he want some smoke, send him up to the sky (yeah), i’m tryna test me a miss and i’m tired (boh)
i know some shorties that sold him some sh*t that’ll break up a brick, put a hole in the vest (boh, boh, boh)
f*ck 48 in the trap, got a bag and a flip (yeah) and you know i’ma handle the rest (let’s go)
i never stayed in school but [?] (nah), you that i’m passin’ the test (uh*uh)
i could’ve died but i’m truly best (yeah, yeah), in love with the money, so why would i stress? (let’s go)
[chorus: kdfrmdao & dqfrmdao]
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh, boh), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (uh*huh)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best, these n*ggas be rats, i treat ’em like pests
we got control of the city, we next (we next), i hope you boys got funds in the vest (let’s go)
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh, o’block)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh, what? what?), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (let’s go)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best (let’s get it), these n*ggas be rats, i treat ’em like pests (yeah)
we got control of the city, we next (we next, we got it), i hope you boys got funds in the vest (uh*huh)

[verse 2: dqfrmdao]
kd say next, but we really now (we got it), i’m from the wiiic, yeah, the golden child (o’block)
when my n*ggas comin’, they huntin’ you down (grrah, come here), won’t stop blowin’ ’til they hittin’ the ground
i dare one of you b*tch ass n*ggas diss my brother, i swear we spinnin’ the town (on jaydo)
don’t play it safe, what they gon’ say when they find your body in the lost and found? (they dump him)
free my brother, rage, when he come home (free rage), he say we gotta make cheno proud (cheno)
get to the money, that’s all on my mind, but i got k!llers that’s ready to slide (chase)
my n*ggas catch blessins’ (skrrt), we get the message, who do it the best, in the ‘raq, we stretch sh*t (o’block)
when i get rich, not buyin’ a tesla, batman h*llcat ridin’ ’round so reckless (skrrt)
do not try to rob me, i keep a weapon (nuh*uh), glock 29 (boom), that b*tch shoot lessons
i swear i’m standin’ on business and all my n*ggas, they comin’, we climbin’ that ladder (they know that)

[chorus: kdfrmdao]
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh, boh), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (uh*huh)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best (yeah), these n*ggas be rats, i treat ’em like pests (huh?)
we got control of the city, we next (we next), i hope you boys got funds in the vest (let’s go)
me and my n*ggas we young and blessed (yeah), if i got turned up them i’m makin’ a mess (uh*huh)
z*loc, pilates the n*gga get stretched (boh), i fell in love with countin’ these checks (let’s go)
dissin’ my n*ggas, we do it the best, these n*ggas be rats, i treat ’em like pests (yeah)
we got control of the city, we next (we next), i hope you boys got funds in the vest

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