| Wheezy outta here
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| Ain’t no goin' back, my nigga Wheezy on the track
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? |
| Yeah
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| I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
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| Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
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| This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
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| For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah
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| Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah
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| Strapped down, I’m with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah
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| Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah
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| I’m with some hoes more realer than these niggas, and that’s a fact
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| I’m with my bros more triller than these bitches, understand that
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| Youngin from the slums and he don’t wanna tote no pistol, we ain’t heard of that
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| I’ma let him play it, we coming from a pencil, he don’t know 'bout a trap, nah
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| Get trapped in fucking with these hoes, she just want a baby
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| More deep into life, he worried 'bout his goals, she think it’s crazy
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| All through the night, back to back hearin' them poles, this shit amazing
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| In his hood, he don’t see no greatness, he gon' grow or let it faze him
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| Nigga fade him
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| Got some OG’s in the hood gon' ride 'bout him
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| They like that he keep his head in them books so they won’t let you slime 'bout
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| him
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| Police probably slide on him
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| Only for to see if he got that fire on him
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| But youngin ain’t gettin' that, he ain’t feelin' that
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| So he learned to hide on 'em
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| Now let me tell you that I’m a different breed
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| Had my first baby at 16, no Plan B, I had one dream
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| And it was something like Luther King, wanted for to keep the peace but couldn’t
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| Turned 17, 'fore you knew it, me and Ben was hopping from out of bushes
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| At them bitch ass niggas
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| Shit, you gon' die or you gon' take one? |
| Nigga, what’s your answer?
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| You up that fire, you better break one, nigga, what’s the hassle?
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| Still to this day, I’m on FaceTime talkin' with the pastor
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| Like is they with me or against me, probably want me splattered
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| Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? |
| Yeah
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| I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
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| Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
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| This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
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| What you thinkin' 'bout, what you hearin' 'bout? |
| I’ma see about it,
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| nigga (I'm with you)
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| You got twenty on that nigga head, then make it forty, nigga
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| Shit, you know me still on dummy, I’ll put a hundred, nigga
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| For to see you smile, I risk my life, that’s on my mama, nigga
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| You was with me at rock bottom, nigga, I ain’t forget it
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| When I wanted to slide, they ain’t wan' drive me, nigga, and you was with it
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| When I was hollerin', «Who want problems?"You was holdin' up your semi
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| I kept on sayin' I’ma burn this bitch down, you was tellin' me, «Let's get it»
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| My day one, you my brother
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| And I love you to death
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| I’ll never go against you
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| I ain’t never put anything before you
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| Not these diamonds, not this money
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| Or neither these hoes, whatever goes
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| Can I take a minute for to tell you how I’m living? |
| Yeah
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| I’d rather show you, fuck the critics, I’ma try leave out the killing
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| Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head
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| This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it
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| For a lil' big benji, pop out, get wheelied, yeah
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| Whole lot of big benjis, fuck 'round, I spend it, yeah
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| Strapped down, I’m with it, fuck 'round and I hit it, yeah
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| Sending God my wishes, still got some pending, yeah
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| Yeah, Wheezy laid the beat
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| I’m slimeball for real
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| I spin it, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rebel's Kick It, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song AI YoungBoy 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп