Lately I've been manifesting my circle to win
I repent to the lord but I do it again and again like a saint with a sin
Prolly the works of my devil within my life
Thought that I wouldn't survive
And now that i can't decide
Should i keep running or should i just hide
I know they try to put me on the dirt
I know I'm the one that always putting work
But I'm never dolo outside with the gang
F*ck with us you get put on a shirt
Don't tell me I'm crazy when you never learned
You think that accomplishments is what you earned
I'm tired of the conversating with you bums
You f*ck with the fiya and you could get burned
(F*ck with the fiya and you could get burned)
Burnup
Straight za with the henny we turn up
Foe gang in this bitch yea word up
F*ck the fakes in the game they don't know us
(They don't know us)
I ain't your bro so don't bro me and I got the chop I can show you the deal
I cant give a f*ck to ya bitches and snitches so f*ck how y'all feel
I got to go thru a phase
Mama forgive me for all my mistakes
I can't even look at you straight in the face
If i catch a body murder was the case
I hope it don't happen to you
I hope it don't happen to me
Wasting your life in a quarter a second but I got some places to be
Look
You know foe on top
My gang got a hunnid of problems, and hunnids adding everyday and woah
You know I be hustling money from every second every way and woah
You know we get lit in this city so watch how you talk what you say and no
No you cannot hang with gang is you buggin we gon' let it spray
I've been manifesting, I just hope for a sign just to give me direction
And that bitch is a lesson cuz they only gon' love you when you be progressing
But I got an impression, cuz I know you a snitch
Ask a hunnid of questions
And I don't need affection, call your baby mama and I'll get her undressing
They tryna copy my style
They tryna hang with a real one
But they never gon' last for a while
Scared of the opposition when you deal one
Feeling moody you know imma tweak
This shit crazy wont last for a week
And sometimes I be feeling like meek
I got dreams and nightmares every time when I sleep
Talk to me nice
Or never talk to me at all
Tryna get with me every time I ball
Where was you at when I'm down when I fall
You was outside never link with the bros
Cuz you was too busy with f*cking your hoes
And he didn't know that I hit on the low
Screamin , pull up what's "FOEIN" you know how it goes
She was too busy with chasing the finer things
She want them diamond rings
She told me she love me she don't give a f*ck bout her mans, he just a minor fling
Behind the things
You try to hide
I rap and sing
Apologize bout some things
I fantasized about the bag
And realized that I was king
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And I'll pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And ill pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
Jermaine - 67th Block Lyrics
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Lately I've been manifesting my circle to win
I repent to the lord but I do it again and again like a saint with a sin
Prolly the works of my devil within my life
Thought that I wouldn't survive
And now that i can't decide
Should i keep running or should i just hide
I know they try to put me on the dirt
I know I'm the one that always putting work
But I'm never dolo outside with the gang
F*ck with us you get put on a shirt
Don't tell me I'm crazy when you never learned
You think that accomplishments is what you earned
I'm tired of the conversating with you bums
You f*ck with the fiya and you could get burned
(F*ck with the fiya and you could get burned)
Burnup
Straight za with the henny we turn up
Foe gang in this bitch yea word up
F*ck the fakes in the game they don't know us
(They don't know us)
I ain't your bro so don't bro me and I got the chop I can show you the deal
I cant give a f*ck to ya bitches and snitches so f*ck how y'all feel
I got to go thru a phase
Mama forgive me for all my mistakes
I can't even look at you straight in the face
If i catch a body murder was the case
I hope it don't happen to you
I hope it don't happen to me
Wasting your life in a quarter a second but I got some places to be
Look
You know foe on top
My gang got a hunnid of problems, and hunnids adding everyday and woah
You know I be hustling money from every second every way and woah
You know we get lit in this city so watch how you talk what you say and no
No you cannot hang with gang is you buggin we gon' let it spray
I've been manifesting, I just hope for a sign just to give me direction
And that bitch is a lesson cuz they only gon' love you when you be progressing
But I got an impression, cuz I know you a snitch
Ask a hunnid of questions
And I don't need affection, call your baby mama and I'll get her undressing
They tryna copy my style
They tryna hang with a real one
But they never gon' last for a while
Scared of the opposition when you deal one
Feeling moody you know imma tweak
This shit crazy wont last for a week
And sometimes I be feeling like meek
I got dreams and nightmares every time when I sleep
Talk to me nice
Or never talk to me at all
Tryna get with me every time I ball
Where was you at when I'm down when I fall
You was outside never link with the bros
Cuz you was too busy with f*cking your hoes
And he didn't know that I hit on the low
Screamin , pull up what's "FOEIN" you know how it goes
She was too busy with chasing the finer things
She want them diamond rings
She told me she love me she don't give a f*ck bout her mans, he just a minor fling
Behind the things
You try to hide
I rap and sing
Apologize bout some things
I fantasized about the bag
And realized that I was king
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And I'll pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And ill pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
I repent to the lord but I do it again and again like a saint with a sin
Prolly the works of my devil within my life
Thought that I wouldn't survive
And now that i can't decide
Should i keep running or should i just hide
I know they try to put me on the dirt
I know I'm the one that always putting work
But I'm never dolo outside with the gang
F*ck with us you get put on a shirt
Don't tell me I'm crazy when you never learned
You think that accomplishments is what you earned
I'm tired of the conversating with you bums
You f*ck with the fiya and you could get burned
(F*ck with the fiya and you could get burned)
Burnup
Straight za with the henny we turn up
Foe gang in this bitch yea word up
F*ck the fakes in the game they don't know us
(They don't know us)
I ain't your bro so don't bro me and I got the chop I can show you the deal
I cant give a f*ck to ya bitches and snitches so f*ck how y'all feel
I got to go thru a phase
Mama forgive me for all my mistakes
I can't even look at you straight in the face
If i catch a body murder was the case
I hope it don't happen to you
I hope it don't happen to me
Wasting your life in a quarter a second but I got some places to be
Look
You know foe on top
My gang got a hunnid of problems, and hunnids adding everyday and woah
You know I be hustling money from every second every way and woah
You know we get lit in this city so watch how you talk what you say and no
No you cannot hang with gang is you buggin we gon' let it spray
I've been manifesting, I just hope for a sign just to give me direction
And that bitch is a lesson cuz they only gon' love you when you be progressing
But I got an impression, cuz I know you a snitch
Ask a hunnid of questions
And I don't need affection, call your baby mama and I'll get her undressing
They tryna copy my style
They tryna hang with a real one
But they never gon' last for a while
Scared of the opposition when you deal one
Feeling moody you know imma tweak
This shit crazy wont last for a week
And sometimes I be feeling like meek
I got dreams and nightmares every time when I sleep
Talk to me nice
Or never talk to me at all
Tryna get with me every time I ball
Where was you at when I'm down when I fall
You was outside never link with the bros
Cuz you was too busy with f*cking your hoes
And he didn't know that I hit on the low
Screamin , pull up what's "FOEIN" you know how it goes
She was too busy with chasing the finer things
She want them diamond rings
She told me she love me she don't give a f*ck bout her mans, he just a minor fling
Behind the things
You try to hide
I rap and sing
Apologize bout some things
I fantasized about the bag
And realized that I was king
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And I'll pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
Keep it a hunnid I'm on this shit
Pass me the henny I'm gone I'm lit
Send me the addy I'm on to hit
And ill pull up on fashion It'll cost the fit
Writer: Jace Biyo
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