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post game interview wit doris burke - $lim gucci lyrics

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[verse:]
i got double cups up in my dreams, these b*tches think i’m arrogant
family ties like baby keem, i spill it to my therapist
wonder ’bout my northern block and why son be so guarded, aye
these walls is never coming down and for that you can pardon me
jumped off the block with a .30 in my nose
turn the city to iraq, hold me back it’s up in smoke
yeah, i got some b*tches
they don’t talk to me no more
yeah, i got some bread but it’s all from slanging dope
asking “where the weed at?”
i’m just tryna smoke some
so sick, need a kleenex
you know where i comе from
oh, you like these shoеs i got?
i stole it from your homeboy
feel like ivan
ooze up off that purp like you ain’t know, boy
i know that p*ss tryna hold me back
they can’t hold me back when i’m off that pack
they ain’t touch no racks, they ain’t smoke no sack
they don’t know ’bout son, ’bout some weight on they back
yeah, i cop from the mud
this is straight off the hustle
and i got a gat that can burst your bubble
i’m on they ass when i stunt out the ‘lac
when i’m dressed in all black, give this cracker a plaque (bwoy, bwoy)

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