Lyrics

Yes (Kazza) Get Back, Get Back (Soldado) Get Back I ain't tryna run man down no more (no) Cah I got smokers lungs And I ain't tryna diss on the internet (no) Cah I got too much funds Get the drop, I came, they saw my face (me) Most of these man are my sons (my sons) I can't slip like I slip before But I still held it down on my ones Let me put on my shoes and fill up my bag (fill it up) Like I'm doin' exercise (grr, bow) Man done two drills like exercise (I did) Get the drop, we'll be there in less than five (five) If I'm lyin' (ugh), I'm dying (ugh) If he'd at stayed at home, he would've kept his life Break time done lil' nigga I was doin' it for fun lil' nigga I can't lie, he tried back his bredrin But he still got done with his nigga (ah man) I just wanna stack it, mash it (yes) Little bro wanna jump in the ringer (mhmm) Get Back Gang, ain't no one realer (back gang) I just wanna make a movie thriller I'm high right now, I'm kinda losin' my mind right now I heard that the oppers tried slide out (slide out) So you know we gotta slide back round Talk of the town, still walking about It's me that his girlfriend's talking about (me) This beef we ain't sorting it out So I circle, before I walk in my house I'm high right now, I'm kinda losin' my mind right now I heard that the oppers tried slide out So you know we gotta slide back round Talk of the town, still walking about It's me that his girlfriend's talking about This beef we ain't sorting it out So I circle, before I walk in my house Tryna ride on my boys, you're lost (you're mad) We had most of our opp block red red tape And I bop when I drop my tape (drop that) They don't ride they just talk instead Don't gamble your life out here ain't a game The opp boys really get stretched, my brodies really go jail (free 'em) And man's girlfriends really get tek Them man couldn't spend one day in my creps (never) He got kicked off so who's next? I circle the block and I circle again I still bake off where he got cheffed I still go shop where them man chill I'm still on my block with some real life vets (vets) What's all the talk on the internet? Man didn't get my name off the internet She wanna hang with the gang (uh) 'cause she knows that us man bang The opps want me in the grave of course (fuck them) The feds want me in the can (fuck them) She heard that I rap, she let me bang (yo) Even though she got a man (yes) They can never be like gang (uh, uuuh) They drill on film and I'm still tryna bang (jokers) I'm high right now, I'm kinda losin' my mind right now I heard that the oppers tried slide out (slide out) So you know we gotta slide back round Talk of the town, still walking about It's me that his girlfriend's talking about (me) This beef we ain't sorting it out (nope) So I circle, before I walk in my house I'm high right now, I'm kinda losin' my mind right now I heard that the oppers tried slide out So you know we gotta slide back round Talk of the town, still walking about It's me that his girlfriend's talking about This beef we ain't sorting it out So I circle, before I walk in my house (it's me)
Writer(s): Dorai Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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