| Yeah
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| These type of raps I gotta spit for myself
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| Just to let myself know that I ain’t here for the wealth
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| I got it
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| I don’t know which type direction to go
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| Talk about the hoes or talk about the election I don’t know
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| I doubt it
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| I’m stuck between all this political shit
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| And sayin fuck the world and being on some ignorant shit
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| Shit, truth be told I be on some lyrical shit
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| If I was livin right then I’d be on some spiritual shit
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| But shit a nigga like me got a whole family to look after
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| I ain’t got a son but got a little man to look after
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| And what I look like tellin him that he can’t get the new Js
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| Cause I’m tryna be nice, Eminem the new Jay
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| That’s some shit I gotta live with some shit I die on
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| Some shit I cover up whenever I go get my fly on
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| That’s some shit that he won’t understand until he my age
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| And when he my age, I hope he livin like he my age
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| At the present nigga my presence a present nigga get your gift
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| Got a 9 above my hip my mamma always trip
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| She took my car to the gas station and saw a gun
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| She sat my down and said «I ain’t tryna lose my oldest son»
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| Wish I could tell her how they plottin on me
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| Wish I could tell her how my niggas puttin they problems on me
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| But she look at me like a soldier and I gotta stand tall
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| I’m the brick that hold her up when her back on the wall
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| Livin' like I’m 'posed to 26 with nobody to answer to
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| Negative vibes kill your dreams like that cancer do
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| The poorest kids turn to kings nigga I’m the proof
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| These problems raining on my family nigga I’m the roof
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| My sister gettin' older, goin through them growin pains
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| My brother ain’t speakin to me now, I ignore it mane
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| He got some wounds I couldn’t help him patch up
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| He fell a lil behind in life I’m tryna help him catch up
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| Through talks and motivation nigga look what I do
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| I got a? |
| that fell off and I still stay true
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| The whole hood count me out, the whole city and shit
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| Now they talkin like «Kirk he on some serious shit»
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| Man rap ain’t treat me that good I kinda left it alone
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| Came back, Back Flossin, now the whole hood strong
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| East side till I die, SME LMG
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| Everytime you ain’t play my song you was feedin the beast
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| So I went fixed all my wrongs with my Sound M.O.B. |
| niggas
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| I will never lose my throne to no Soundcloud niggas
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| Niggas got me tangled and twisted tryna play the young don
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| I got them Michael Jordan stats but I’m proud of my son
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| Happy that you went to college, happy you got recruited
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| But next semester you’ll be workin as a three man mover
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| These niggas out here fuckin with me man I’m takin off heads
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| I told my barber how they tryna take off with my edge
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| I’m a murderer with the pen like I been in the pen
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| By age 30 that’s the end, God forgive all my sins |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aaryn's Interlude , by - Kirko Bangz. Song from the album Back Flossin, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп