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lirik lagu back on evergreen – lil poppa

[intro]
ant chamberlain, that’s a hunnid points

[chorus]
feel like i’m back on evergreen
got junkies knocking at my front door, asking where the clean
i come outside, it smell like guns smoke, another murder scene
two n*ggas with me, two chopped a piece
for the n*ggas wanna murder me
what the f*ck you n*ggas mean?

[verse 1]
burn they block up, third degree
that n*gga lying if he saying he ain’t heard of me
if i say go, no surgery, half of them n*ggas dead
for what they said and they deserve to be
and i can’t trust a soul, lord, forgive me
i got that led all in the church with me
i don’t need n0body to do dirt for me
ain’t none of them n*ggas put in work for me
don’t mention my name in none of that sh*t
no, i ain’t playing no games when it come to that sh*t
got the bag, now i can’t fumble that sh*t
i got them mad now ’cause i’m a humble, lil’ b*tch
you went to famu, i went to fam too
think i played snare, i got the drum on the stick
don’t play fair, i play dumb on a b*tch
soon as we done, i tell her get prepared, she say, “say you swear”
i go numb on her, uh*uh, can’t put my tongue on her
ayy, this my money, don’t put your thumbs on it
zaza go in my lungs only
ayy, fifty’s go in them guns, only to bl!ckys equal one hundred
[chorus]
feel like i’m back on evergreen
got junkies knocking at my front door, asking where the clean
i come outside, it smell like guns smoke, another murder scene
two n*ggas with me, two chopped a piece
for the n*ggas wanna murder me
what the f*ck you n*ggas mean?

[verse 2]
soon as i hit the scene
line wrapped around the front yard like krispy kreme
pocket full of them crispy things
why dude come run that sh*t on me? like, i ain’t peeped the game
i don’t even want that sh*t on me, he think i missed the chain
i told brodie don’t miss the brain
when i get that trophy, tell ’em kissed the ring
he don’t know what gun they shot him with
but i bet that n*gga ain’t miss the flame
i don’t want him, i’m onto bigger things
nuts crossed on me, it’s a dirty game
got n*ggas still in them trap spots
trying to hit jackpot, pushing eddie kane
lil’ one call this b*tch alicia keys
don’t make ’em make that choppa sing
he died when i was on tour
i don’t know that boy, i don’t want no problems, man
don’t let this sh*t be ’bout no dollars, man
where the f*ck you was before dollars came?
he tried to talk to god but it was too late
n*gga must’ve prayed to charlamagne
[chorus]
feel like i’m back on evergreen
got junkies knocking at my front door, asking where the clean
i come outside, it smell like guns smoke, another murder scene
two n*ggas with me, two chopped a piece
for the n*ggas wanna murder me
what the f*ck you n*ggas mean?

- lil poppa

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