m3dina victim (feat. wi$dum) şarkı sözleri

Let us be so crazy Evergreen with the heat, yeah James about that jack boy I just want all my dawgs see the same shit that I see I been fighting the niggas that they wanted me to be They say it's kill or be killed, my niggas stay in the field And I like TP3, calling all the shots and I been moving heartless, my life is what's too toxic I put my hoodie on, walking through the Bronx, yeah I told my next bitch if he play, then I'm gon' off him Falling victim to emo, just change the topic R.I.P. Pop, we want all the smoke Living in my thoughts, never sleep, know I be woke Play the streets like the post, mainly giving go Cuzzo told me stack it, never tell him bout it though Good kid, man, city wasn't pistol toe hit But he kept the poker, bank out how he learned to throw heads Still sharp and still his chest, you gotta focus Ain't locked, but this great hoodie, it stay loaded How you give up on your family, you ain't did enough Get that girl wrong, but you mad I picked her up I put crowns on all my queens, cuz they the one who make the kings I told her, play all your jokers, uh I just want all my dawgs see the same shit that I see I been fighting the niggas that they wanted me to be They say it's kill or be killed, my niggas stay in the field Loading unlicensed TP3, calling all the shots and I been moving heartless, my latches was too toxic I put my hoodie on, walking through the Bronx, yeah I told my next bitch if he play that, I'm gon' off him Falling victim to emotions, change the topic My trust done diminished, lost vision Fucking with some shit when my heart wasn't in it Now it's to get back, still wanna shoot that fade Come get your bitch back, ain't with the back In full fame with the chit chat, like Rocky Ho, show me my opponent Living in the present when you living in the moment Touched the only time that a nigga in a coma Look in the spot, bitch, you know my aroma It get harder to trust, they be doing a lot Aim at my mother, you can't come in the spot Pillow talking, that's what get niggas got Bando, it was two to a cot This loyalty, that's what get niggas cropped I spit crack like a rock, crazy grams Immigrated, wasn't put on the stock Gotta cop me a lot, let it sit like a pot Slow whip, made a flip off a opp Dummy
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