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lockdown - p.y.l young day lyrics

[verse one: young day & j 40]
so much diamonds on my neck
i don’t need a f*cking check
government askin’ for my bills
but they not even gonna steal
yeah, lockdown had me going crazy
these pills got me f*ckin lazy
they ask day “why you so late?”
’cause i could never spit no wrong
makin’ money with my song
cut her throat drink on blood (what the f*ck?)
that’s some freaky sh*t to say
but that’s why i’m f*cking day(40,40,40)
you can get it f*ckin’ mild(40,40,40)
what the ops got in mind? (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)

[verse two: j 40]
(aye fah)
f*cking bring that n*gga to the bay pull that choppa out
call that n*gga dat ’cause he f*ck with every person
pull that choppa out aim it at his f*cking dome n*gga
make a n*gga foam like he got f*cking rabies
b*tch, make a b*tch n*gga swallow my f*cking babies
b*tch shut the f*ck up, if you think you talkin’ out yo neck
n*ggas talkin’ out they necks
n*ggas dissin’ on me and day
get your ass put in a f*cking casket
leave that n*gga folded up pass it
n*gga i’ll pass the mic
n*gga i’ll make it out the block
n*gga i can leave you shocked
i can leave any n*gga shocked
you get old 40 back then you should get some r&b
n*gga, you was rocking me
and rocking all that slaundry
and i’ll f*ck a n*gga up n*gga
you know what my name is
don’t f*ck it up n*gga 40
fo fo n*gga fo fo n*gga, fo fo n*gga fo fo on gang n*gga
(aye where the f*ck v3rty at?)
[verse three: !mv3rty]
i gotta switch
all black duffel bag
you shoot gun you b*tch
i’ma get him back
hop in that field and i’m sippin’ that lean
i’m just sippin codeine
i’m in that big body jeep
yo kids wanna be like me

[chorus: !mv3rty]
and i feel woke
all my rhymes like sh*t
i might k!ll you
i might sell my real

[verse four: !mv3rty]

[chorus: !mv3rty]

[outro: j 40]
yeah oh we on lockdown
we on lockdown
40, v3rty, day

- p y l young day lyrics

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