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Yo, who God blessed, may no man curse Who God blessed, may no man curse Who God blessed, may no man curse Who God blessed, may no man curse I'm a G, I mash my own damn works And all this gang shit's a lie I just wish someone woulda showed man first cah Now I gotta stay with this Nose all long like lurch, I'll leave you in a lurch Try me, I'll push you off the face of this Earth Lately, I've been on the verge Cah I should've done made it off of publishing and merch Instead, they got me going guilty for my third Four man up in this whip, we can't hold no stop and search I see a opp, quick reverse, the way I'm 'bout to touch this kid, it's perverse I was on the yard with Terms, hе's been down since '08 Still see him in this place, it proper burns That's empathy, shit'll make a man wanna purge Live it then you learn, hella bridges getting burned Like this Sunset Sherbet in my Blue slim I just let it burn, smelling all sweet like revenge And this bottle's getting firmed I'll show you how to cook crack and double your return I bet you never look back until you get a bird But that ain't none of your concern, before they do me for concern I seen a man get 14 for two text's To get my bruddas back, I'd move Everest Make it out the hood, there's only two exits Make it out the hood, there's only two exits Real life, no magazine column True, I'm just common, but we ain't got nuttin' in common And they try act like they're on what I'm on, but they wasn't Modster, yeah, I'm real modding 17-inch and my splash game modern And I'm down the block cah I just chop chop him And I hope everybody's watching now I'm flying OT, that's Moorland Stocken Baguettes, penguins and yoghurts, stop it I'm Algerian, not Moroccan I step with yoggers and trapped up robbers And all I wanna do is just fuck up some commas So I'd suggest you be cool 'cause I'll act a fool And suttin's getting splashed like the pool Calm down 'cause you was in school When I was picking up food like the five-second rule Man down and feds wanna know who I'm a triple OG, but I'm acting brand new Blowing weed smoke out the window of the coupe I miss Three Six like Meek and Lil Snoop and I'm just me, I don't put on no persona I done a lot of jail, but it turned me to a loner Ask one of your friends, probably tell you I'm a stoner And right after that, they probably tell you I'm a joker I'm in a bando, and it just stinks of ammonia I 'member I was so broke, it gave me a phobia Now the seats in this Porsche Jeep looking cream soda True, lose her composure, I'm polar and never phone her Date night, I had to leave my hottie with a soldier I told him that it's pepper mate, the bisheads come closer Potter and the paper just got 'em going over I always got weed, your girl's mad I don't phone her I'm a ape like Caesar, you're a snake like Auba I got a screw loose and a Ama like Shola I'm moving bipolar tryna lick suttin' over I live the sorta life, you gotta look over your shoulder It's been a busy day Miss, living where it's heinous Every day, I take risks and I just can't explain it It's just in my DNA shit, blowing Alien OG up in a spaceship Who God blessed, may no man curse I'm a G, I mash my own damn works And all this gang shit's a lie I wish someone woulda showed man first cah Now I gotta stay with this long one Nose all long like lurch G way, or no way
Writer(s): Samuel Al-husbani, Jamel Bousbaa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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