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cold truth - kenn apollo lyrics

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hol up i pull out that fye and i’m ready for more
talk on the net now he dead on the floor
put racks on his head like i’m settlin scores
my lil one just slid he ain’t checkin the door
my heart cold as ice i’m not lettin it throw
she suck me like leech now she beggin for more
we duckin the feds i ain’t dressin for court
my plug got the load up he sendin it north
i’m good in my trap i’m the legend of lore
i flooded my chain now it shimmer and roar
i stay with the flame like a chef when i pour
i’m watchin these rats like a predator boar
my demons get active you pressin for war
my clip got extensions not regular store
she give me the throat til her vocal was sore
them bl!cky’s get hot got no time to ignore
my k!llas on go they not showin remorse
my stick got a beam and we turn him to gore
the backend just hit it came straight from the shore
we lit in the wraith like a fire decor
no talkin in codes we speakin’ in war
ain’t signin no deals i need me some more
they duck when we spin now they sleep on the floor
got packs in the sprinter it reekin for sure
i can not be wasting time on a hoe
said i’m a player i thought she would know
hit from the back she grippin the throw
keep me a stick like we doin a show
i do not hang with the opposite
i’ll pack up a lame like a operant
he was talkin online but in person but we caught him he sound like he whisperin down a bit
why he walk with a stick like he confident, mixin the trauma sh*t up with the consequence
he just flex for the gram he incompetent act like a demon but cry when the problems hit
all that cap on a hoe i ain’t fond of it bro got receipts we exposin the documents
why you tryna act woke but you obvious stealing my style then claiming you proud of it
n*gga talk like he slid but he dodgin it and your whole team goin ghost when it’s prominent
you been postin your pain like it’s marketing but the real ones gonna know what the problem is
you perform like you fightin your father but sound like you textin your therapist
all that sh*t in your posts lookin perilous
tryna heal through a chain and some arrogance
you show out for the likes it’s embarrassing
you a b*tch to the game i inherited
every line you repeat sound nefarious
like you whispered your bars in a marriott
i can’t f*ck with a pr*ck on some scary sh*t
you been buildin your fame off comparisons
name a time that you shot hilarious
this a lesson in death not a narrative
i don’t f*ck with no m.o.b if b*tch ass n*ggas ain’t stepping up for you
you screaming gang but n0body spin or even send pressure up for you
why you posting threats with a quote and a verse like someone gon level up for you
boy you know you just a echo in a room wit d*ck riders but they don’t got love for you
you the type to get jumped in a city you claim and your homies just duck up for you
you been beggin for smoke in the air now it’s thick in the sky and it’s covered up for you
lord knows i don’t like these n*ggas
don’t dap, don’t mic these n*ggas
no verse, don’t write these n*ggas
real talk, can’t hype these n*ggas
sometimes i wanna fight these n*ggas
this n*gga a b*tch
he just be d*ck riding n*ggas
never outside with his n*ggas
clout got him blind
he never ride with his n*ggas
swear he gon slide with his n*ggas
he just a weak link, move like a bride to his n*ggas
still pick a side with his n*ggas
tell you the truth, i hope he die with his n*ggas

- kenn apollo lyrics

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