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weekend in miami - zoe osama & seddy hendrinx lyrics

[intro: zoe osama]
(chinchilla beats)
look

[chorus: zoe osama]
look, drugs on the table, money on the counter
b*tch, i’m on my way, ho, i’ll be there in a hour
eastside n*gga, where i learn my manners
i’m a legend in my city, b*tch, i need a banner
mm, know they hate it when i’m winnin’
the cold part for these n*ggas i’m beginnin’
screamin’ out, “tnc” until i’m finished
i’m from the slums, all that pain, i don’t feel it

[verse 1: zoe osama]
nah, for real, runnin’ laps for real
look
look, ayy
hold up, n*gga, let me get it
i done lost my breath
had to keep my cool, should’ve kept it to myself
n*ggas tried to play me, put me on the shelf
b*tch, i’ll up myself, ain’t no f*ckin’ shelf
i got demons and skeletons in my closet
a cold case, if it ain’t, then what you call it?
i want the money, f*ck the fame, that’s where i started
i’m a marksman, i think it’s time to double up
got a b*tton, press the roof and the whole ceilin’ up
give a f*ck how they feelin’, all these n*ggas think they tough
i’m a cold n*gga, eastside, i’ll catch your bluff, ooh
she said she love me, i don’t really feel it
ayy, and everything that you did, b*tch, i been did it
a made n*gga, i don’t work for feelings
i’ll turn up all out and make another million
underrated, ooh, i swear, that’s a cold feelin’
if these n*ggas knew it and i know they feel it
lettin’ these b*tches hear it, i know they fear it
don’t come near me, havin’ guns with me
[verse 2: seddy hendrinx]
motivation at its finest
inspiration, i done dig deep within
i had to, i had to come to realization
you can’t keep talkin’ ’bout it, had to really walk up in your patience
cut a lot of sh*t off, i don’t feel no pride ’bout it
cut a lot of sh*t off and i feel way better about it
i got way more than i ever did
’cause i stopped playin’ with myself and hesitatin’
you know it’s heavy artillery always with me, f*ck my enemies
why the f*ck you keep envyin’ me ’cause i ain’t showin’ no sympathy to you and yours?
and it’s your life, you know it’s do or die, choose yours
i say this every time, come from that bottom, ain’t no
i did it, i did it, but i got some more to do
i got it, i got it, but i got some more to prove
timin’ was everything, i bit off way more than i can chew
back then, that was back then, but now i’m on ten

[chorus: zoe osama]
drugs on the table, money on the counter
b*tch, i’m on my way, ho, i’ll be there in a hour
eastside n*gga, where i learn my manners
i’m a legend in my city, b*tch, i need a banner
mm, know they hate it when i’m winnin’
the cold part for these n*ggas i’m beginnin’
screamin’ out, “tnc” until i’m finished
i’m from the slums, all that pain, i don’t feel it

- zoe osama seddy hendrinx lyrics

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