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lirik lagu jid & westside gunn - youugly

[part i]

[intro: westside gunn]
flygod does like ugly, n~gga (flygod, ah, grrt)
my b~tch ugly, n~gga
my b~tch ugly, n~gga (grrt)
my sneakers eight thousand and they ugly, n~gga (they ugly, n~gga)
see, we ain’t the f~ckin’ same (we ain’t the f~ckin’ same)
uh~uh, bum~ass n~ggas
i wish i f~ckin’ would wanna be another n~gga but me (grrt)
you n~ggas don’t even f~ckin’ take care of your kids, n~gga (doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot)
ah, fashion week comin’ up
doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot (ah)
doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot~doot
i’ma f~ck at least three models

[verse: jid]
uh, look
live from the depths of h~ll with angel wings that have yet to flail
and fans argue ’bout record sales like they record exec’s themselves
it’s like we all under a spell and still, i hope this message reaches you well
god does like ugly and i could tell
livin’ check to check, n~gga, check the mail
another bill, pimp, my brother ain’t even get no bail
on his third strike, and if he serve life, them crackers probably like, “that serves you right”
sh~t too real, it just gave me chills
the devil’s outside, angels is in the infield
instigatin’ a riot, then aimin’ it at your windshield
it ain’t right, n~gga, what’s you gon’ fight or is you gon’ sit still?
i’m sayin’, like, we share the same plight, that’s why we in here
they tipped the scale, if there’s a way, then there’s a will
usin’ words, doin’ (work), movin’ weights just like adele
far cry from bugs in cereal boxes on the shelves
now i order escargot on the plate, “it’s a f~ckin’ snail?”
ya emma stone behind the microphone, comparisons pale
it’s been a long time comin’, i swear, but let’s be clear
n~ggas know i been k!llin’ this sh~t for years
just took a f~ckin’ ceiling challenge to show i’m above my peers, be serious (be f~ckin’ for real)
[segue]
dear lord, there’s tears in my eyes, i know
that tomorrow will bring sunny skies
and i will look back and smile
’cause it’s just a moment in time
it’s just a moment in time
and trouble could stay for a while
it’s just a moment
(although i can see it, i know and believe thi~i—)

[part ii]

[intro: westside gunn]
in the name of jj fish on candler
i’ma at least pop ten bottles, at least (woo)
this that ’03 mix
get my d~ck sucked by the eiffel, n~gga
three months at the ritz

[verse: jid]
uh, look
look into the light from a dark place
had plans, told god, he laughed at my face
i’m an idiot thinkin’ that we were safe
now they outside waitin’ with sawed~offs off safety
i saw it all, i’m the one catch fades like ja’marr chase
paul walker playin’ chicken, it’s a car race
n~gga, you ain’t ready to crash (hahaha)
ludacris laugh, i’m stickin’ to it, can’t n0body stop me
i’m top five, pop the glock two times and i be top three
and i don’t know the fibonacci sequence
put the numbers together and somethin’ gotta make sense
put some dents in this b~tch, make a footprint
this ain’t the blueprint, n~gga, this the blackprint
i’ll let the k pop, no blackpink
hood n~gga, good sense, no bullsh~ttin’
atlanta n~gga livin’ like the president
all my n~ggas presidential inauguration, no nixon, no reagan
new stick, just a beast, no nation under god
indivisible with liberty, that’s just for the squad
red dogs walk around the park and them apartments
’til us depart, they can’t even tell us apart
description, that n~gga was dark, it was dark (he definitely was black)
f~ck, i find a spark
picked up the pen just to write some remarks
the wrongs, ugliest songs from the heart
whole bunch of bars, no holds barred
don’t hold back, n~gga, show those scars
bro go loco, woah, that’s harsh (your sh~t sucks)
christo, childish, true mozart
i know more money, the problems could start
most that i’ve had, so i’m not so smart
thinkin’ back to bein’ a lil’ badass kid
jid and friends just playin’ mario kart
lookin’ at my big brother baggin’ that mid
and movin’ ’round the city like lewis & clark
hop out the car, turn ‘to carl lewis
if you caught that bar, you understand why i do this
you don’t know me, if you ain’t knew me when i was lil’ route
a lil’ piece of rhyme truth came out one of my mucus
and now that slime free, you can see it’s still stupid
everybody fried, n~ggas outside ruthless
tryna stand out in a crowd amongst fools
and it’s cool, but it’s not about you right now
we ain’t the f~ckin’ same at all
[outro: westside gunn & jid]
we ain’t the f~ckin’ same (ugly sh~t, n~gga, we ain’t the f~ckin’ same)
ah, bum~ass n~ggas (grrt)
smack you on sunday mornin’, n~gga (mm)
on your way to church, n~gga
make sure you get there on time

- lirik lagu jid westside gunn

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