baji finch dope (feat. rippa) şarkı sözleri

Why you lyin' ? Why you tryna waste my time You know I be workin', I be runnin' on my grind I be fighting all this evil, got a war inside My mind All I need is that codeine to make my angels Come alive Yeah I'm robbin' the feins, too busy chasin' the dreams This shit goin' crazy, I'm pullin' the strings I'm losin' the burner, they trackin' my sims I'm puttin' my head down, shots fired, I'm Alert now Feelin' dizzy, got my head down, dodging bullets Now I got my head down Pow So I gonna lay low like crawling underneath The table Bullets are flyin', I'm cuttin' the cable Cuttin' the lights off white label Broken so many rules, I'm a rebel Fuckin' the law and I'm fuckin' that You lookin' for beef i want, none of that We shoot all your niggas and comin' back, Yeah Now, we movin' kilos, we ain't got no time to play, Yeah Me and my amigos, watch your back, don't go astray I be runnin', I be drownin', I need a bigger ashtray Burnin' bush, I feel like Moses, smokin' on a rainy day Yeah Yeah Why you lyin'? Why you tryna waste my time Its lit yeah You know I be workin', I be runnin' on my grind I be fightin' all this evil, got a war inside my mind All I need is that codeine, you make my angels come alive Its lit Yeah Why you lyin'? Why you tryna waste my time You know I be workin', I be runnin' on my grind I be fightin' all this evil, got a war inside my mind All I need is that codeine, you make my angels come alive Deadlines round the corner, I gotta go get it You know I been trappin' a lot Headlines, I been hearin' a lot of cap Many niggas be talkin' a lot You gotta be rock solid, ain't no room for a soft boy Concrete street nigga, you know what it is I hang with them block boys, yeah Violet, then it's over, lookin' over your shoulder You gon' understand when you're older, heart's really get colder Whenever stress takes over, put sativa on a roller I was trippin' but I didn't forget, so how am I bipolar Shit, I'm down bad with the racks, I had to step back for real Late nights in a trap, this shit is really a trap for real Niggas told me that I'm wack, niggas be speakin' on cap for real Look at me now, I'm back, shorty thinkin' I'm a snack, chill My niggas still trappin' even though they sharin' a room with the op But shit, it's how we survive, so how you expect a young nigga to stop You gotta move different in times like this, so it's back to the plot Back to the drawing board, back to the blueprint, the block is hot Why you lyin'? Why you tryna waste my time Its lit Yeah You know I be workin', I be runnin' on my grind I been fightin' all this evil, got a war inside my mind All I need is that codeine to make my angels come alive Why you lyin'? Why you tryna waste my time You know I be workin', I be runnin' on my grind I been fightin' all this evil, got a war inside my mind All I need is that codeine to make my angels come alive Its lit' yeah
Sanatçı: Baji Finch
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