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jsmp - sinn6r lyrics

[intro]
(mu*music is all i g—) ah, listen
tch, huh, huh, come on
listen, huh, listen, huh, listen, huh, like, like (s*shu*shu*shut up)

[chorus]
they lied and said they’re the truth
i signed it, they never been sincere
the man wanna do their cheers
i look to my left, right, bun off my peers
i can’t even chat to my crode’s alone
cah talkin’ to him is like four different ears
four n*ggas, one n*gga, chat like a b*tch
the same n*gga act like a fool when he sipped

[verse]
how do you feel? you got pennies on pennies
your other rappеr really ain’t doin’ sh*t
sold your soul for cash and a zip
i heard he donе a tape for the free, and that’s lit
yeah, i was broke, i know i had a fit
now you wanna use that as a thing to pin?
weren’t you that n*gga that cried in the field?
took like two hours and i never chilled
i got more hair than you, hahaha
i got more hair than you, i’m feelin’ bold
comparin’ your sh*t to my younger, you’re old
i always wonder, ’bout the story you told
i’m workin’ so hard but they act like i slack
workin’ so hard but they act like i— hah
workin’ so hard but they act like i slack
workin’ so hard but they act like i— hah
you thought i was done? ever made me a sum
my city left hundreds and hundreds on me
i gave you a burger to eat when you’re brass
i sent you a fifty just to get you gaff
cut that grass and i saw me a snake
is it manifestation? i saw it from day
you talk about false all the time to the man
but it’s quite obvious that you’re missin’ your bae
is that what we come to? we chattin’ to chop
talkin’ my name, tryna make off the block
i pray for that day ‘fore my pin get to drop
like my fam and my gran tellin’ me to lock in
jump on stage and they screamin’ out, “sin”
“sin” gonna do it, but, of course, i win
my whole face so unbodied when i tin
never been an x or v that i’m loved in
[chorus]
they lied and said they’re the truth
i signed it, they never been sincere
the man wanna do their cheers
i look to my left, right, bun off my peers
i can’t even chat to my crode’s alone
cah talkin’ to him is like four different ears
four n*ggas, one n*gga, chat like a b*tch
the same n*gga act like a fool when he sipped

[outro]
(music is all i got)
(music is all i got)
(mu*music is all i got)
(music is all i got)

- sinn6r lyrics

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