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damn - paris bryant lyrics

[intro]
oh*oh, oh*oh, ey, hehe
(ayo, safi, pull up!)
yeah

[chorus]
remember them days when i was back up in the class
these n*ggas ain’t wanna be with me
them n*ggas was listenin’ to jadakiss
and other n*ggas was in it to listen to 50
and you knowing my vibe i’m clutching the migos
had a youngin, he shooting his shot and it’s lethal
n*ggas, they know about my temper
i do not need me a mentor, i hit that b*tch on her finsta
i told my bro you getting a bag, you beating the box
he like d*mn, hiding respect
you never doin’ no sh*t you regret when you know you the man
said i got a check
i got a mo’f*cking check
you try to take it then we hitting your chest
if you feeling pressed
you gotta come harder cause we only k!llin’ what’s left

[verse]
i’m from nyc, all of my n*ggas on dtb
all of my n*ggas goin’ to smoke that z (woah)
hop out a jet, i remember them days in a shelter
when i was right next to the p’s
love a shorty, who don’t f*ck with my dawgs
she know that i want to let her off the leash (woah)
told her she can’t be moving how she wants to move
’cause she keep on f*cking up the seats
baby keep on smoking all the weed
you don’t got to worry about me cheating
link somebody else and that’s a reason
d*mn, i don’t hit a girl for every season
hit her on her phone and now she’s geeking
schedule to hit it often like the weeknd
[chorus]
remember them days when i was back up in the class
these n*ggas ain’t wanna be with me (no)
them n*ggas was listenin’ to jadakiss
and other n*ggas was in it to listen to 50
and you knowing my vibe i’m clutching the migos
had a youngin, he shooting his shot and it’s lethal
n*ggas, they know about my temper
i do not need me a mentor, i hit that b*tch on her finsta
i told my bro you getting a bag, you beating the box
he like d*mn, hiding respect
you never doin’ no sh*t you regret when you know you the man
said i got a check
i got a mo’f*cking check
you try to take it then we hitting your chest (d*mn)
if you feeling pressed
you gotta come harder cause we only k!llin’ what’s left (d*mn)

[outro]
cause we only k!llin’ what’s left
cause we only k!llin’ what’s left
cause we only k!llin’ what’s left, ooh
cause we only k!llin’ what’s left
oh*oh, oh*oh
oh*oh, oh*oh*oh

- paris bryant lyrics

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