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lirik lagu summer ’17 – muhteyoh

hook:
i woke up early just to take care of my family
i’m living everything you dreaming this ain’t fantasy
and summer seventeen i’m k!lling n-gg-s r.i.p
i’m tryna make a mill
before a n-gg- thirty-three
(now look at me, look at me)

[verse 1]
still the man and you still a fan
blowin’ up, like the taliban
makin’ moves and we in demand
got drive, like a helmsman
laid winnin’ better take note
turn a rapper to a anecdote
should ghostwrite, so u stay afloat
flow cold, need a pea-coat
(yeah i’m raising h-ll)

(hold up, lemme switch it up)
swear i’m up
y’all can’t get enough
get yo pockets up
here’s yo fix
swear i’m too legit
oppas on my 6
man i’m lit
winners in my clique
man that young boy slick
(yeah)
maryland to california, airfare
dropping these rappers off, daycare
she say i work too much, don’t care
swear every track i drops, healthcare
laid and we so undefeated
all my n-gg-s bout to get it
i swear that i’m in it
teyoh blitzing through the scrimmage
chasing the gold like it’s quidditch

[verse 2]
i treat a opp like that’s my side-chick
young goat but i’m biased
swear my touch so midas
stamped y’all need some guidance
get yo bread up
i swear we stay up
you gettin’ pay-cuts
we raise them rates up
you n-gg-s laid up
i told you muhteyoh the real deal
man i’m k!llin’ the track and i’m in the field
y’all k!ll for a look, man that’s emmett till
yeah i got the juice, y’all have no appeal
this summer i swear that we eatin’ yuh
hundreds is touching the ceiling yuh
boss-up my n-gg- you tweakin yuh
teyoh the man who competing yuh (yeah)

[breakdown]
i need paper on the dot
you a extra, play ya part
i been moving, you just trot
rep my set, boy that’s the wop

[interlude]
a week? a week about suckin’ a real d-ck?
for five million?
what, n-gg-s suck real d-ck for free, everyday

(yeah)

hook:
i woke up early just to take care of my family
i’m living everything you dreaming this ain’t fantasy
and summer seventeen we k!lling n-gg-s r.i.p
i’m tryna make a mill
before a n-gg- thirty-three

[outro]
city on lock
if you trippin’ you can get clocked
east-side n-gg- md till my clock stop
rollin’ through the 3 wit the kid
yellin’ don’t stop, plottin’ on a mil
risk it all for the dream, i’m
never going back just to gettin’ by
get rich or die tryin
summer we immortalized
livin’ each day
like my last, is the high life
wish a n-gg- would, but he won’t

- muhteyoh

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