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the torch - sleazyworld go lyrics

[intro]
(whiteboymadethis)
alright
grrt
uh (ah)

[verse]
i pray god forgive me for all the sh*t that i did (alright)
i lost bro, so when i catch the n*gga who did it, i vow to take off his head, for real (alright, for real, alright)
i lost— (alright)
i lost bro, so when i catch the n*gga who did it, i vow to take off his head, for real
you n*ggas ain’t been on no drill (mm)
you n*ggas ain’t been hoppin’ out of them hot cars tryna collectin’ you a k!ll (come here)
tryna pop me one like he a pill (brrt), lil’ bro comin’ home he got his appeal
i do this steppin’ sh*t for real, if you don’t believe me just look at my heels (my feet)
n*gga, check my kicks out (uh)
fine sh*t, check my b*tch out (uh), bustdown, check my wrist out (yeah)
b*tch ain’t believe me when i told her i had a third leg, so i had to whip my d*ck out
he ran up and i whipped stick out, blow back from the drac’ make shots kick out (brrt, brrt)
y’all won’t believe how the last n*gga went out, but i heard he died comin’ out his b*tch house (d*mn)
can’t stand, none of them n*ggas ain’t been out (mm, mm), still wonderin’ when they’re gonna spin (come here)
i pray god forgive me, if god forgive me, i hope he wash away my sins (for real)
i ain’t never plan to be in the sh*t that i’m in, i changed, i ain’t the same n*gga from then (alright)
it ain’t a n*gga outside that’s gon’ do you wrong, it’s gon’ be a n*gga that’s in (alright)
so i watch closely my friends (alright), i’ll never show a n*gga my hands (yeah)
drum on a drac’, beat like a band, shots burnt his ass and gave him a tan (grrt)
and you know the switch fan, right? if i catch him, he dead, you d*mn right (alright)
and i hope i catch one at a red light, i’ma leave his head right way by the headlights, grrt (yeah, yeah)
i’ma leave his head right by the—
and i hope i catch one at a red light, i’ma leave his head right way by the headlights
i’ma leave his head right by the dashboard, switch shoot like it’s fast forward (brrt)
threw the oop to bro, when we went on a drill, he hit his sh*t off of the backboard
if it’s cap, what you tryna rap for? dissin’ in songs is what n*ggas get wrapped for (uh)
died ’cause he didn’t have any shots on him when he slid, sh*t, and i shot back more (stupid)
you know we put n*ggas in morgues, right? (yeah) whippin’ their ass they don’t got any more fight
his p*ssy ass got nine lives, but you know your ass still gon’ die, right? (yeah)
and i hate to keep rappin’ ’bout k!llin’ sh*t, but the belts, we really been givin’ it (yeah)
i know his ass was feelin’ it and the pain, drugs wasn’t healin’ it (mm*mm)
so i need a different source, them young n*ggas k!llin’ sh*t with no remorse
strikers, they doin’ hits out of horse, everybody know we got the torch

- sleazyworld go lyrics

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