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804Leak - History Lyrics



804Leak - History Lyrics
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Was rapping in all a my classes
In English you know I'm passin
I ravage da back of asses
Imagine a faster average
Subtracting like mathematics
Backpacking dope Ima addict
Was packing inside my addic
Need money I gotta have it
Hiding crack in the walls of dem new built homes
Remember getting so damn high dat I won't come home
Can't go home
Know niggas that can't go home
Can't live life cause felonies constrict they soul
And options
No option for black man in America
Born into the system for the white man to bury ya
Up so many days straight
Dat I hallucinate
My words come off the paper n my pen start to levitate
Open up shawty let a nigga make that levi break
I'm heavy weight
Bringing dope to sell to ya feather weights
I father rap niggas
You tip tap niggas
I'm game to you niggas
You some riff raff niggas
You sum dip fast niggas
Squeeze da clip blast niggas
Promise if she let me hit Ima be ha last nigga
And did I forget to ask nigga
Rain rain go away n come along another day
Nigga killed my nigga so went n bought a dirty K
Handle it da street route
It's hot out so da heats out
Bullets hit ya home have ya body playing keep out
When I write it's like my pen get possessed by the Holy Ghost
So in turn these my bars sick n equipped wit a holy flow
Stacking pennies till I'm seeing more benjis then Oprah knows
And more bitches cheering for me then you see at a oprah show
Don't open those
I overflow
Wit open nose
I overdose
Wit da sick shit I spit
Get cha Bitch licked n dicked
Have her flipped mixed n switched
And her click fixed in bricks
I ain't mean to disrespect
But yo bitch clit the shit
Im a bove da average
Like magic
I'm kinda tragic
Im dirkin like on da mavericks
No manager I can manage
My plug get ta talkin Spanish
My bitch be da one ta answer
And ion f*ck wit no pork but I love me sum cheese n cabbage
Rain rain go away n come along another day
Nigga killed my nigga so went n bought a dirty K
Handle it da street route
It's hot out so da heats out
Bullets hit ya home have ya body playing keep out
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Was rapping in all a my classes
In English you know I'm passin
I ravage da back of asses
Imagine a faster average
Subtracting like mathematics
Backpacking dope Ima addict
Was packing inside my addic
Need money I gotta have it
Hiding crack in the walls of dem new built homes
Remember getting so damn high dat I won't come home
Can't go home
Know niggas that can't go home
Can't live life cause felonies constrict they soul
And options
No option for black man in America
Born into the system for the white man to bury ya
Up so many days straight
Dat I hallucinate
My words come off the paper n my pen start to levitate
Open up shawty let a nigga make that levi break
I'm heavy weight
Bringing dope to sell to ya feather weights
I father rap niggas
You tip tap niggas
I'm game to you niggas
You some riff raff niggas
You sum dip fast niggas
Squeeze da clip blast niggas
Promise if she let me hit Ima be ha last nigga
And did I forget to ask nigga
Rain rain go away n come along another day
Nigga killed my nigga so went n bought a dirty K
Handle it da street route
It's hot out so da heats out
Bullets hit ya home have ya body playing keep out
When I write it's like my pen get possessed by the Holy Ghost
So in turn these my bars sick n equipped wit a holy flow
Stacking pennies till I'm seeing more benjis then Oprah knows
And more bitches cheering for me then you see at a oprah show
Don't open those
I overflow
Wit open nose
I overdose
Wit da sick shit I spit
Get cha Bitch licked n dicked
Have her flipped mixed n switched
And her click fixed in bricks
I ain't mean to disrespect
But yo bitch clit the shit
Im a bove da average
Like magic
I'm kinda tragic
Im dirkin like on da mavericks
No manager I can manage
My plug get ta talkin Spanish
My bitch be da one ta answer
And ion f*ck wit no pork but I love me sum cheese n cabbage
Rain rain go away n come along another day
Nigga killed my nigga so went n bought a dirty K
Handle it da street route
It's hot out so da heats out
Bullets hit ya home have ya body playing keep out
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Writer: Malik Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Malik Taylor

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