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it get tricky - zaybang lyrics

[intro]
yeah, start me from the top, n*gga (ayy, look)
wearin’ stupid ass— ayy, n*gga (i had to cancel tour, they was trippin’ off the boot)
’cause i’ll stop, look

[chorus]
they puttin’ paint up on they nails, wearin’ stupid*ass boots
before i change up, i’ll stop sippin’ juice (clown n*gga)
if they don’t want the real me around this b*tch, what’s the use?
i had to cancel tour ’cause they trippin’ off the boot
n*gga, they hate to see me livin’ life
i’m prayin’ for my brother fightin’ ten with two strikes
and you could lose your mind tryna keep up with the hype (lil’ n*gga)
feel like i’m losin’ focus, i’ma keep up with the mic (lil’ n*gga, look)

[verse]
n*gga, let’s talk about how n*ggas nice
i’m down for the cause, i was ready to do life (for you n*ggas, n*gga)
my mama bought a house and we ain’t even see the price (ayy, look)
my lil’ brother box and he ain’t even lose a fight (on you n*ggas, n*gga)
so everything about a check
ain’t worried ’bout a friend, i can do it to the neck
nana got an iphone, i’m tryna show her how to text
they see me in that ‘cat, b*tch, i used to drive a lex’, lil’ b*tch, look
but now it’s time to level up
and since i lost guns, i can’t focus, i be stuck
i’m still the same n*gga that had bl!cky on ths bus
if i can’t trust a friend, who the f*ck i’m ‘posed to trust? lil’ n*gga, look
and i ain’t clearin’ sh*t up, n*gga (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
whatever you heard, assume it’s true, come get up with me, n*gga (baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
give a f*ck about none of that sh*t, n*gga (baow, baow)
f*ck you n*ggas, look
[chorus]
they puttin’ paint up on they nails, wearin’ stupid*ass boots
before i change up, i’ll stop sippin’ juice (clown n*gga)
if they don’t want the real me around this b*tch, what’s the use?
i had to cancel tour ’cause they trippin’ off the boot (n*gga, what?)
n*gga, they hate to see me livin’ life (i’m livin’ life now)
i’m prayin’ for my brother fightin’ ten with two strikes (ayy, but that’s a lifestyle)
and you could lose your mind tryna keep up with the hype (lil’ n*gga)
feel like i’m losin’ focus, i’ma keep up with the mic (lil’ n*gga, look)

[verse 2]
and i just bought another chain
and i ain’t give a f*ck when they left me in that rain
some all*black forces and this t*shirt by hanes
we hit him in his back, but we was aimin’ for that brain, n*gga
it’s only us ’til the end, come get rich with me
and don’t be shocked when you really see the b*tch in him
i’d rather keep it off the ‘net, tell him get with me
the stock hold about a ten, but it could fit sixty
i caught him ridin’ through the city where it get tricky
and i ain’t ridin’ with you n*ggas, it’s a b*tch with me
and i don’t see me goin’ broke, i’m from a bip city (i’m from a bip city)
if i don’t get it off of rap, it’s a l!ck in me

[outro]
stupid*ass boots
before i change up, i’ll stop sippin’ juice
baow, baow, baow, baow
baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow
h*lla shots, n*gga
at all times, n*gga
f*ck wrong with you, n*gga?
baow, baow, baow, baow, baow

- zaybang lyrics

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