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lirik lagu lil jairmy - out da streets

[verse]
i ain’t been gettin’ no sleep
tryna make a million out the streets, gotta get out the streets
streets listen up when i speak, real street n~gga, i ain’t postin’ no guns on ig
you know i got love in these streets, got a hundred round drum on the chopper wherever i be
he say he with it ‘less he put the stick to his face, better not got his motherf~ckin’ t~~th
another n~gga got whacked just for f~ckin’ with me, now he restin’ in peace, b~tch, we runnin’ the streets
b~tch, them shots ain’t gon’ stop ’til that n~gga deceased, hit his ass by surprise likе a quarterback sweep
young shawty stay so slimy and sneaky, rolex watеr, sh~t remind me of fiji
‘member way back, in the car, i was sleepin’, now i can buy a car just off of one feature
once you cross me, cut you off, i don’t need you, in the house lonely, loaded, talking to jesus
hard syrup, smokin’ ounces of ether, thought we was just talkin’, we made them believe us
n~ggas turn their back and then turn back when they need us, was down bad, i took ’em off of my people
before the money, i was already evil, i’m stuntin’ everyday, call me jairmy knievel
always got my hand on my heater, b~tch got big br~~sts and her body gettin’ pleathered
if that p~ssy fresh, then i probably might eat her, rough s~x, choke her out while i beat her
b~tch said i’d quit, still poppin’ percocets and sippin’ purple sh~t, i’m not proud of me neither
too much pride for to tell her how i really feel inside, so i’d rather just leave her
oh, ain’t keep your word, what you told me? i gave you my heart and you broke it, you wrong and you know it
thought you was solid, you folded, i ain’t f~cked up about it, i guess you got caught in the moment
guess i was just a distraction, walk in the mall, spend a ten on the fashion
post in the trap, sellin’ crack with a passion, we turned an abandoned house into a mansion
i turned an abandoned house into the spot where everybody wanna hang out ’cause this b~tch be jumpin’
police drive by, we like, “f~ck ’em, keep pumpin’,” young n~gga sticked up, you play, then they dumpin’
all of these b~tches, they f~ckin’ for somethin’, run up my money, i came up from nothin’
got plenty of hundreds, got plenty more comin’, if you movin’ them p, we got somethin’ in common
if you send ’em ot, we do somethin’ that’s similar, p~ssy~ass rapper try f~ckin’ my image up
i want the urus, put my b~tch in the bentley truck, all of these years, i’ve been runnin’ my digits up
they wanna k!ll me, but n~ggas not real enough, can’t run the city ’cause n~ggas ain’t did enough
n~ggas ain’t k!lled enough, n~ggas ain’t sold enough, n~ggas ain’t put in that work for they folks enough
man put a code in the safe, watch it open up, i ain’t jokin’, he make the wrong move, then i’m smokin’ somethin’
i cash out on weapons, i’m ready for action, when i walk in the club, all the cameras start flashin’
a young n~gga savage, i can get you knocked off while i’m out of town, got big dog status
i’m so close to bein’ rich, they don’t want it to happen, hundred k on my wrist, i ain’t get it from rappin’

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