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lirik lagu alazmyn, jason blackheart, mikeeey & itz legacy - idgaf

[intro]
(this is a certified hood classic)

[verse 1: jason blackheart & alazmyn]
i’m outside of my sh~ll again
a n~gga been feeling good and less stressed out than i never been
i said i’m stepping in, a digression
a [?] that i need less evidence
because a n~gga like me gon’ move in ways where i make sh~t work
and i’m gaining more passion
put more ash in, i open doors instead of me waiting for [?]
i manifest my blessings with no magic, uh
no laggage, uh
mama said, “boy, get in your baggage,” uh
“cause a dollar don’t break unless you bring the change
and change don’t come with your slackin’”
stand up and stand bold
and ask god to take charge and opеn doors
i done came from household with brokеn doors
so i got no choice but get rich
i think i look good with gold on my wrist
i think i look good with holes on my d~ck
your hoe, i might hit
she movin’ too fast, [?], she might get
she blowing up my phone, this block is my fix
hold up i got my confidence back
i’m k!lling this sh~t, i’m outside with a lil b~tch
i know my haters is mad (ay)
‘cause blackheart getting his bag (ay)
i’mma put [?] on the map
don’t smoke, but i’d put a f~ckboy in the pack (woo)
won’t catch me out of my lane
just as long as y’all stay the f~ck out of my face
uh, uh, i’ll get stupid on this track
don’t let ray give me another white minute, uh, uh
cause i got bars to give, hoe
i’ll let another verse in this b~tch, uh, uh (ahahahaha)
[verse 2: alazmyn]
b~tch, i ain’t checkin’ my phone
if you call me, that sh~t might as well go on voicemail
f~ck n~gga stay on my d~ck tryna insult me
they do it again, i’mma give ‘em h~ll
i gave the b~tch something nice
but she think it’s expensive, i got that sh~t on sale
[?] you not in love with me
ooh, i’mma kick your ass out like you was stale
i do not play all these games at all
[?]
so don’t tell me at all
i got b~tches and n~ggas [?]
only six feet tall
“oh my god, you’re a giant”
not really, that lil b~tch just plotting, tryna see my w~lly
she won’t let me hit, ‘cause she think that i’m silly and goofy
so i was like, “bae, we can go watch a movie”
i can~i can see [?] thinking they all fake
carrying the whole gang, giving me backaches
[?]
and making the beat that’s always makin’ your head shake
[?] was a mixtape
hit you with that ddt like jake “the snake”
n~ggas tryna f~ck with me, i really hate
made me wanna catch a [?] like tay k
[?] we chilling with a bad b~tch like rhea ripley
you little rappers might [?] but no caprice
steal your girl and make her scream like [?]
she lotion your knees, can you stop being ashy?
little b~tch, i cannot f~ck with your sh~t no more
p~ssing me off, i’mma kick your ass out the door
he talkin’ sh~t, but i ain’t ask for [?]
here you talk in my ear, shut up, shut up
[chorus: alazmyn & mikeeey]
she said she hate me, like i give a f~ck (oh)
i don’t (b~tch!)
do they wanna taste me? (oh)
well, i guess i’ll never know
they’ll need security, (oh)
‘cause they tryna steal my flow
run the alarm, i’m doing harm (oh)
got them sayin’ woah
she said she hate me, like i give a f~ck (oh)
i don’t (b~tch!)
do they wanna taste me? (oh)
well, i guess i’ll never know
they’ll need security, (oh)
‘cause they tryna steal my flow
run the alarm, i’m doing harm (oh)
got them sayin’ woah (okay)

[verse 3: mikeeey]
buried old pain, left it in a closed coffin
but, tell me why it came back?
that’s like a dead man walking
you n~ggas is jokes just like a class clown
don’t know your dreams and can’t shoot ‘em down (uh huh, uh huh)
cold world, other gods fall
but i’m locked in, i’mma get my crown (yuh)
i can guarantee that i’ll just let it be
i’m thankful that i see that path that meant for me (huh)
swipin’ left just like a visa, huh (huh)
forgot about you like amnesia, huh (huh)
thanking god for my health
thanking god for my wealth
lot of people disappoint me, so truthfully
i am dependent on god and myself, uh (huh)
bouncin’ back from hard times, huh (yuh)
trust issues of mine, huh (uh huh)
thankful for homies, they helped me with
pain i had locked up inside (i)
i miss them days, i was stress~free
but hard times made me the best me
intoxicated, get anxiety
but i overcame and keep trying, g
said she hate me like give a~ (what?)
but i really don’t, meeny meeny moe
girls out the door, [?]
pick and choose ‘em like eeny meeny and miny moe
post~stress, something i can’t deal with anymore
never miss a beat, i call that a full combo
full of life [?] like i got a max ammo
[?] my brothers, we gon’ run up like rambo
this is how we do it
you just couldn’t understand though, ah!
[verse 4: itz legacy]
dummy, know that i keep it a hundred
i don’t see no competition, all i see is these checks
running, when i was young
my destination was to be the one who’s next
bumming, stressed, depressed
every time you tried to send me a little text
gunning, got you right up in my sights
bullets, going straight for your necks
but i rise up from the grave like reaper, huh
my pockets blowing green like creepers, huh
got me talking, need a speaker, huh
his girl hit me up and i bleeped her, huh
made them lose and now i’m far (yes)
trip this girl to my cars (yes)
hit the movie, now i’m star (yes)
i’m the best, if not par
you know what i’m doing, i’m sticky
i’m throwing a bomb, and i’m running like mickey
your girl is so sticky, she like icky vicky
she laugh and she giggle like her name was tricky
and you were to picky
i caught you cheating with a hickey
they write you up just like a quickie
so i grab my bl!cky, deleted you right outta sight
from my digi’ and now you resent me, huh
so now i’m a bad person?
i’m the man with a mask with a glass curtain?
finna pay for my past, and my heart hurtin’
wanna get to my dad, but it’s not certain
said she fumbled the bag, ‘cause i’m mad workin’
and forget what you had, ‘cause it’s not workin’
and [?] mad clerkin’
and i bet it’s so sad i’d be mad lurkin’, huh

[chorus: alazmyn & mikeeey]
she said she hate me, like i give a f~ck (oh)
i don’t (b~tch!)
do they wanna taste me? (oh)
well, i guess i’ll never know
they’ll need security, (oh)
‘cause they tryna steal my flow
run the alarm, i’m doing harm (oh)
got them sayin’ woah
she said she hate me, like i give a f~ck (oh)
i don’t (b~tch!)
do they wanna taste me? (oh)
well, i guess i’ll never know
they’ll need security, (oh)
‘cause they tryna steal my flow
run the alarm, i’m doing harm (oh)
got them sayin’ woah (okay)

[outro]
(this is a certified hood classic)

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