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3rd seed Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Free the guys, rip the guys
We outside
I'm the third seed of my tag hangin' on my jeans
They wanna hurt me, so I put a 50 on my glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
Three kids, one lady
Shit she always got us right
My brother out the mix, me and my sister always fight
Shit, we grew up in the trenches
I'm outside, but it's alright
Lately, family been so distant
It's like niggas outta sight
Shit, I got a couple numbers, but I hate to type the call around
Yeah, I've been down bad before, but I ain't never started robbin
Did a couple strikes, that shit risky
I read the minds
Niggas was fucked up
My momma used to be bad on Black and Miles
Now she done lucked up, cause all her kids got a fuckin job
And I won't fuck or work my ass off until I die
Ain't never feel the soul to send some shots if niggas lie
Man, I knew that nigga tough
He was cryin' in the ride
I don't know how they claim his beef, but see my face and niggas high
I'm so locked in with the cheese, I'll die over her face
I'm so locked in with my bitch, I can't sit and bitch his face
My nigga tried to break down me, but I ain't back up on my word
Niggas be so high, I'm broke
They'll fight over her ass
Niggas be tough on social media til I pop up at they place
I'm a thirsty
The mirror tag hangin' off my jeans, they wanna hurt me, so I pitted 50 on my glee
I workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
They wanna hurt me, so I pitted 50 on my glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
I'm a thirsty
The mirror tag hangin' off my jeans, they wanna hurt me, so I pitted 50 on my glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
See, I'm the youngest in charge and I'm the youngest turnt
If niggas play with one of mine, they gon' be up in a hearse
Lil' bitch said I might be cut, so when I catch her, she get burnt
Big sister, big brother, that be all on that chill shit
But I'm the type to ride with big shit that stop a nigga feelin' shit
Ain't gotta lie, for my raps, you heard me, it's some real shit
If you ever got a stripper, then eat and let the pill hit
Then I'm throwin' me with guns, but ain't no DL like the drip shit
Ain't even got no more opps, but I know niggas out here hatin
I know some niggas actin' tough, but on the real, niggas fake
And my niggas workin' hard, my other niggas on probation
Better than roll the nigga up, he said his opps, I got a face
I can't be a broke nigga, so that bag I gotta chase
I keep chasin' white niggas, my momma said my ass race
Have you ever used a wrist and had a fiends come and taste
By any means, get the cheese, that's why DL never base it
I'm the third seed and really tag hangin' off my jeans
They wanna hurt me, so I put a 50 on my Glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
I'm the third seed and really tag hangin' off my jeans
They wanna hurt me, so I put a 50 on my Glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese
I'm the third seed and really tag hangin' off my jeans
They wanna hurt me, so I put a 50 on my Glee
I keep workin, boy, I can't live without that cheese