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lirik lagu t.f - friend of god

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[verse: t.f]

okay
okay

give me a minute, reflect on my mementos
first off, i kept it ten toes
look, ain’t no reasons to what i slid for
probably a ticket, what i done slid for
etched in stone, it’s the g~code
every target like a free throw, excursions full of kilos
k!ll friends, it’s that reload
it was the k!ll shot, as far as we know
i spent c~notes on freak hoes with the deep throat
dom perignon, flemings, burberry pea coat
in every circle it’s a rico, i’m certain of it
n~gga, it’s a reason for these curtains homie
certain moments, flashbacks, they paranormal
i got ghosts on this b~tch, after that head from her
i still ain’t said nothin’
b~tch, i dont’t know nann nudda
undercovers, i’m duckin’ like i’m nothin’ to ’em
still on the corner, i’m a d~mn fool
cash rules in due time, i’m past due
look, erthangskanless like stab wounds
take that, take that, take that
[verse: crimeapple]
whoa
tf hit me i was having brunch in columbia, that ain’t a lyric neither
my bbw, too big for the two~seater, she make a mean lasagna
steaming ganja, you likely to find us watching this cake piling
you probably the type to partic~p~te in the crate challenge
i play the island, letting your b~tch blow on my dice
eating fried fish and coconut rice, i’m always polite, but the pole isn’t light
we drink rum and strategize, never fraternize with a sapo
eat sancocho for the guayar, blew a stack on the zapatos
i might be armani grey in a whip, that’s marmalade, that’s commonplace
they hit cuzzo with 20, he tried to spit in your honor’s face
bonds was made over systematic inequalities, we anomalies
slid in the game modestly, now it’s livestock on the property
nah, i don’t listen to sh~t, i just dictate
every frankie came with a big face, i turned the wall to a fish tank
the f~ck is that a leopard shark? respect you couldn’t measure ours
you know my repertoire for reppin’, i got in the booth and i left a mark
you’re left with scars, my effort isn’t measured by any baguettes or charms
nah, i’m a friend of god’s


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