lirik lagu renegade gutta, gradea - flag
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yea yea yea
this my sh-t
renegade
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everything i do, for the greens and the blues
when my dreams come true, imma still be rocking my red flag
most these b-tches be junkies
all the youngins be flunkies
gutta gotta be something, cause i ain’t going out sad (yessir)
imma get me some money (yessir)
imma make it from nothing (yessir)
some people hate and some love me but imma smoke my gas (pressure)
all this -ss in the way, trynna make me miss my plays
i remember broke days and i can’t go back
but i can take you back (where to)
to my life before the trap (aite)
n-ggas never knew that i could rap
ain’t really have no vision (uh uh)
life was full of hopeless wishing
the first step to winning, just get off yo -ss (get up)
find out what you love, chase it like some -ss (like some p-ssy)
focus on yo future, n-gga f-ck yo past (yea yea)
always shoot first, cause second place is last (second place is last)
don’t do them drugs you sell, unless you smoke that gas
and don’t be trickin’ on these hoes
hustle hard like od rose, i know its hard to be alone
but you need that bag
everything i do be for the good of me (for me)
cause when im down and out n0body’s coming through for me
bad b-tches looking good, but they be fooling me (them hoes be fooling me)
see i got the drugs she really using me (she trynna smoke for free)
you pop off more than me, this sh-t ain’t how it’s suppose to be
im different from these n-ggas, all that new sh-t old to me
everything i do, for the greens and the blues
when my dreams come true, imma still be rocking my red flag
most these b-tches be junkies (they junkies)
all the youngins be flunkies (they flunkies)
gutta gotta be something, cause i ain’t going out sad (yessir)
imma get me some money (yessir)
imma make it from nothing (yessir)
some people hate and some love me but imma smoke my gas (pressure)
all this -ss in the way, trynna make me miss my plays
i remember broke days and i can’t go back
i remember being broke like it was yesterday
and i ain’t scared to say that sh-t was yesterday
get up off yo -ss, make the best of today
if you ain’t got no clientele go get some bread on postmates
i really used to miss my cl-ss to get some -ss and be late
now im flexin’ on these hoes to get that bag and they hate it
i was doing songs for free with anybody and they waited
my n-gga say you put a dollar on it n-ggas goin’ pay it
off this jigga trynna trap, use my eyes i don’t weigh it
get on my song trynna cap
i bet i won’t let you say it
tapping in with all the dj’s, its time that they play it
know its time that they playing, throw up yo sign if you bangin’
n-ggas lying and laying around trynna get paid
if you ain’t with this bread or music sh-t, then you in the way
what’s reals going stay, let what ain’t fade away
renegade mafia business bout it, i won’t play
everything i do, for the greens and the blues
when my dreams come true, imma still be rocking my red flag
most these b-tches be junkies
all the youngins be flunkies
gutta gotta be something, cause i ain’t going out sad (yessir)
imma get me some money (yessir)
imma make it from nothing (yessir)
some people hate and some love me but imma smoke my gas (pressure)
all this -ss in the way, trynna make me miss my plays
i remember broke days and i can’t go back
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