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Sydney
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Sydney was released on December 20, 2018 by Low Hanging Fruit Studios as a part of the album Way Up
AlbumWay Up
December 20, 2018
LabelLow Hanging Fruit Studios
LanguageEnglish
BPM74
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Going strong, I ain't finished yet
Always hatin', we ain't into that
Hit the target if I see a threat
They be talkin' on the Internet
We be movin' out in real life
I'ma tell you what it feel like
Isolated but it feel right
Smoke a blunt and then it's meal time
All of these **** is fake
And I can not fuck with no phonies
I'm back in the hood with my homies
Where I can get lit by my lonely
I'm parkin' the whip, feelin Tony (Skrrrt)
They throwin' the shade at the old me
The money and time, what they owe me
That bitch is not bad, she bologna
All of these **** is fake
And I can not fuck with no phonies
I'm back in the hood with my homies
Where I can get lit by my lonely
I'm parkin' the whip, finna Tony (skrrrt)
They throwin' the shade at the old me
The money and time, what they owe me
That bitch is not bad, she bologna
The way he tellin' lies, I think his nose about to grow
Never mind this dude, I'm 'bout to go chill with my bros
Keep my temper, stay composed (Rr what?)
Or I'll break his bones (Oh sh-)
Knock you off your throne, right on the floor where you belong
Ain't no special treatment, we all even, that's a fact (A fact)
Some 'gon be a teacher, some a doctor, some 'gon rap, yeah
Do what you 'gon do but rep that thing out to the max and rep your name up on your back, improve myself 'till I collapse
This ain't no surprise, I been winnin' with my guys
Look into my eyes, you 'gon see the love and pride
Chicken with some fries, got some sauce up on the side
Live until I die, change the lenses on your eyes
All of these **** is fake
And I can not fuck with no phonies
I'm back in the hood with my homies
Where I can get lit by my lonely
I'm parkin' the whip, feelin Tony (Skrrrt)
They throwin' the shade at the old me
The money and time, what they owe me
That bitch is not bad, she bologna
All of these **** is fake
And I can not fuck with no phonies
I'm back in the hood with my homies
Where I can get lit by my lonely
I'm parkin' the whip, finna Tony (skrrrt)
They throwin' the shade at the old me
The money and time, what they owe me
That bitch is not bad, she bologna
Going strong, I ain't finished yet
Always hatin', we ain't into that
Hit the target if I see a threat
They be talkin' on the Internet
We be movin' out in real life
I'ma tell you what it feel like
Isolated but it feel right
Smoke a blunt and then it's meal time
Written by: Low Hanging Fruit
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