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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shy FX
Shy FX
Performer
Ghetts
Ghetts
Vocals
Kojey Radical
Kojey Radical
Vocals

Lyrics

Yeah One two, one two, one two (Come on, come on, come on) (Come on, like this way) (Come on, come on, come on) Came from the mud and the trenches Runnin' and hoppin' the fences Packing the pen like a weapon Fresh out the pen like a sentence Hush all the noise and the tensions Glad that I got your attention Cut out the brother you're friends with They only come holler for guest lists Please see the exit (Bye) I done lost too many brothers this year To worry about new invitations Still think about you like Neo How'd I get stuck in the matrix? Countin' the one and the zeros Sorry but this ain't the movies You do not end up the hero Your face do not make the papers Maybe a couple a shirts Flowers on top of your hearse Questioning, what was it worth? Hop in the van and we skrrt Hope police get to you first, yeah We do not need to converse, yeah Save the forgiveness for church Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Nah, can't lay a hand on none of my G's Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Them man not gang, no, not on my team Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Nah, can't lay a hand on none of my G's Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Them man not gang, no, not on my team Came from the bottom of the swamp (Bouh kai) Never forgotten where I'm from (Bouh kai) Robbin' what I want Am I wrong? Am I wrong? Am I wrong? Malcolm X by any means You coulda found me dead by 23 You hear the sound of skengs, you better leave Where you gone? Where you gone? Where you gone? Woo-ha D-D-D, shooter Brrr, Luger Head tumor .45 sittin' in the waist Man'll send a missile in the place (Boom) Lick him in his face (Bah!) I got off for killin' with the bass (Kill him with the bass, kill him with the bass) Fell that in your chest, Timberland Still caps in your 'ead, diss the man Real family and friends on Instagram And it began Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Nah, can't lay a hand on none of my G's Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Them man not gang, no, not on my team Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Nah, can't lay a hand on none of my G's Well, if them boy bad, not bad after we (Brrr, brrr, brrr, brr) Them man not gang, no, not on my team
Writer(s): Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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