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emotional talks - so icey burr lyrics

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aaww naah

mmmm

ooouu

aaww naah…

3 of us popped doe chase down a opp he was kickin
i vowel never to tell on none of me henchmen..

losing rollie after red was to much to take in
devil knocking at my door i pray to god he don’t break in

i deal with my problems sober never run to anything close to drugs
been losing love for people im suppose to love

aahh naah

expressing all our feelings that’s what got us out the trenches
trauma in my heart i’m still paying for the blitz’n… aahh naah

we risk everything when it come to ours
erase the vins we need strikers for our everyday cars

naah haaw
been alive all this time me being theral really played a part
they ain’t want me on the streets, on god they all came to court

struggling with no pape i had zero
if you young and turnt, cops and opps think you the neighborhood hero

g19 big nina with a b*tton attached
pop doe seeing n*ggas ass is what it look like n*gga getn back

and you hear em yelling

ahh naahh…
mmm mmm

dead on arrival… everything went black

your friends gone get high when you die
i’m tryna slide when mine say good bye

i’m really on that

yaaa yaaw

don’t care who shot me i popped a few since then these are facts
never let you get one up on me i gotta even that
clutching on anything no time to ask who is that
one false move i got the hook up leave yo face blue & black

all promises no threats six two’s a puncture a vest
opp looking for some rat sh*t he could say to the press

ba paa baaa

expressing all our feelings that’s what got us out the trenches
trauma in my heart i’m still paying for the blitz’n… aahh naah

don’t care who shot me i popped a few since then these are facts
never let you get one up on me i gotta even that

yaa yaaaw

elise playing with my time i could never take her serious
don’t want me to be in arizona i’ll be f*cking sa*mya in a urus naaw naah

each moment embrace or more so cherish
trenches showed me slot every more reason why i wanna go to paris

yaa yaaaw

it’s bad dreams where i’m from and to the suckaz i’m the nightmare
they k!lling n*ggas for an exposing rats, the streets watered down they don’t fight fair
tryna walk a mile in my shoes better have on the right pair
in a war never show yo han or yo ass, i ain’t going nowhere i’ll be right here…

i will be stronger than my sadness

life’s a b*tch but i done made it through the madness
aah naaw

there is scarcely any passion without struggle
there’s n*ggas without a home i pray to god that i am humble yaa yaaa

your friends gone get high when you die

i’m tryna slide when mine say good bye

naww naah

- so icey burr lyrics

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