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fourteendays - lil sad shyne Lyrics



fourteendays - lil sad shyne Lyrics




Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Made it out the trenches i just boosted my endurance
Crash the f*cking whip the price is boomin on my insurance
Everyday i'm strugglin i'm still searching for a purpose
Shawty i'm still shynin see the gucci on the curtains

Prada on my feet and i ain't ever have to rob
I got true religion jeans i got the blade by my crotch
I don't even f*ck with shawty she a lame oh my god
Tryna shyne everyday cuz the time is tickin on that clock
Got my momma lookin down she proud to see her son ball
Too much time in the trenches imma ball til i fall
And you know i spend a bag when i pop up at the mall
And you know it's only kin because these other bitches they fraud

Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Dope running round town these 95's they ain't no masons
240 coupe yea call that bitch a spaceship
I'm numb in beverly hills i'm like bladee but i don't say shit
Lil sad shyne i be gleaming in this bape shit

Pull up on gang they keep a tool do u need maintenance
I don't f*ck with shawty i know she be on some lame shit
I don't f*ck with rappers i do different and they hating
My mind to myself and the bag boy lets face it

I got plenty checks and do not check me i got racks now
Shawty see the shyne so she finally texting back now
I don't wanna hear it girl you fronting for the last now
Imma stop you here goin 30 til my last sound

Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
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Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Made it out the trenches i just boosted my endurance
Crash the f*cking whip the price is boomin on my insurance
Everyday i'm strugglin i'm still searching for a purpose
Shawty i'm still shynin see the gucci on the curtains

Prada on my feet and i ain't ever have to rob
I got true religion jeans i got the blade by my crotch
I don't even f*ck with shawty she a lame oh my god
Tryna shyne everyday cuz the time is tickin on that clock
Got my momma lookin down she proud to see her son ball
Too much time in the trenches imma ball til i fall
And you know i spend a bag when i pop up at the mall
And you know it's only kin because these other bitches they fraud

Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Dope running round town these 95's they ain't no masons
240 coupe yea call that bitch a spaceship
I'm numb in beverly hills i'm like bladee but i don't say shit
Lil sad shyne i be gleaming in this bape shit

Pull up on gang they keep a tool do u need maintenance
I don't f*ck with shawty i know she be on some lame shit
I don't f*ck with rappers i do different and they hating
My mind to myself and the bag boy lets face it

I got plenty checks and do not check me i got racks now
Shawty see the shyne so she finally texting back now
I don't wanna hear it girl you fronting for the last now
Imma stop you here goin 30 til my last sound

Sno i'm with the gang cuz i don't f*ck around w these hoes
All they rock is ferragamo check my feet it's fendi loafs
With amor bro don't ever stop juggin off that phone
I'm with gang bitch that's taliban ain't shit for you to expose
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Goin 30
Every day passing it keeps getting blurry
Every day struggling i keep goin 30

Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
Imma shine to the grave put that shit on taliban
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Writer: j c
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Performed By: fourteendays
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: j c

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