TRIPLE SIX ft. 870glizzy Lyrics

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I got a couple blunts and I'm ready to spark I'm burning that ash in your face before I Pull Up

I'm putting my soul in a locker, blocka blocka to your face

I'm cutting them up, I'm ducking the feds and the oppas

I ain't trying to catch a case, I woke up in sweats, I need me some water

What the fuck was I dreaming of for mane? She call me a bum, but don't know that my Name

Get the fuck out first, give me some brain, orale pues I'mma go make this play

Need me some feta all over my plate She said it's my bday, she gave me the cake

Feel like I'm Viper, I'm gas in the tank I see no evil like my name is Kane

Careful with shawty she feenin' for caine

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North side, south side, bitch I'm good wherever Said it's beef with me when them boys Die, then it's settled

Protected by God, but I'm still clutching my metal

Who i used to be done died, we done buried him with shovels

Nobody know me no more, I don't even know myself That part of me that you all loved Done died

Buried alive, I'm rotting from the inside But I got paper, why ain't I okay?

Why can't I shake these demons off of me? Trying to block out all the voices that's Leading me stray

So I'm cranking up the 808s, bum said blocka blocka to your face

Clips full of speaker knocker got the bass I done been up for like two days, nigga

In the lab putting work in When I get rich, I'mma go buy my lil' bitch a Birkin

Just to put my Glock in That's a forty thousand dollar holster

Nigga move wrong choppa knock him over

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