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Familiar Video (MV)




Performed By: K.Klay
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Claymont Sancho




K.Klay - Familiar Lyrics
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Wooe
Aye
Started out a trend and Amma make it to the end
Aye aye
It's Killa I know its starting to sound familiar
Flizz Gang we flizzed up starting to sound familiar
This is Grown Man shit please hide children
Put me these streets found a pound and kept building
Too many niggas acting liking they doing it but they faking
But the dark will come to the light they better be evasive
When they see me I'm in VIP fly fit counting paper
Like the artist from Rock yea it's Killanation
Every show they applaud look at the score on board
Then head back to the block pushing them packs off
They telling me I'm nice I'm like yup thats facts dog
This shit so pure Crack but you can't snort it all
But still feel it through you veins motherf*cker it's that raw
So much pain leave you numb like you caught in a trance dog
Like Jeff said You can't Gas a nigga that Gas niggas
It ain't take me long I told them I was gone pass niggas
Niggas supporting trash watch me run up math nigga
Catch my re up at Citgo all premium gas nigga
What more I got prove polishing my grips and jewels
Pull up in some forien whip the inside matching my shoes
Gold everything like TriniDad James in the booth
But it's Flizz the Label bitch don't get it confused
You could do everything for a person and still turn on you
I had to learn you can't make people too comfortable
Misery loves company they want to take that fun from you
And they stick around and also take them funds from you
Thinking spend it wisely time ain't refundable
Could be here gone tommorow that fast like thunder bolt
Boom
Been fighting these demons God carrying me through
Got pistol with me it ride when I ride too
Got issue with me I'll slide and I'll find you
With a bad crazy chick with me like Ericabadu
I got supporters through city Killas in every boro
And im f*cking bad Bitches that will prolly curve you
In and out of states getting this f*cking cake
All this bread too I guess it's whatever the baker makes
I'm on they neck and I ain't never going to let up
Who you talking to You upset gone that ass setup
Off white but I ain't off at all
Michael Jordan out the time machine amma show you how to ball
Disrespect get slap silly keep talking like you that milly
Send the wolves to do you filthy
Have your brains on the pavement looking like chili
Got Ps like the hat on the Philadelphia philles
Cock back and blow was what I was told
They try to hit me with a gun charge they thought I would fold
Instead I found treasure opened it up look at all the Gold
Legendary I'm destined for this the story is told nigga
It's Killa I know its starting to sound familiar
Flizz Gang we flizzed up starting to sound familiar
This is Grown Man shit please hide children
Put me these streets found a pound and kept building
Flizz Flizz
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Wooe
Aye
Started out a trend and Amma make it to the end
Aye aye
It's Killa I know its starting to sound familiar
Flizz Gang we flizzed up starting to sound familiar
This is Grown Man shit please hide children
Put me these streets found a pound and kept building
Too many niggas acting liking they doing it but they faking
But the dark will come to the light they better be evasive
When they see me I'm in VIP fly fit counting paper
Like the artist from Rock yea it's Killanation
Every show they applaud look at the score on board
Then head back to the block pushing them packs off
They telling me I'm nice I'm like yup thats facts dog
This shit so pure Crack but you can't snort it all
But still feel it through you veins motherf*cker it's that raw
So much pain leave you numb like you caught in a trance dog
Like Jeff said You can't Gas a nigga that Gas niggas
It ain't take me long I told them I was gone pass niggas
Niggas supporting trash watch me run up math nigga
Catch my re up at Citgo all premium gas nigga
What more I got prove polishing my grips and jewels
Pull up in some forien whip the inside matching my shoes
Gold everything like TriniDad James in the booth
But it's Flizz the Label bitch don't get it confused
You could do everything for a person and still turn on you
I had to learn you can't make people too comfortable
Misery loves company they want to take that fun from you
And they stick around and also take them funds from you
Thinking spend it wisely time ain't refundable
Could be here gone tommorow that fast like thunder bolt
Boom
Been fighting these demons God carrying me through
Got pistol with me it ride when I ride too
Got issue with me I'll slide and I'll find you
With a bad crazy chick with me like Ericabadu
I got supporters through city Killas in every boro
And im f*cking bad Bitches that will prolly curve you
In and out of states getting this f*cking cake
All this bread too I guess it's whatever the baker makes
I'm on they neck and I ain't never going to let up
Who you talking to You upset gone that ass setup
Off white but I ain't off at all
Michael Jordan out the time machine amma show you how to ball
Disrespect get slap silly keep talking like you that milly
Send the wolves to do you filthy
Have your brains on the pavement looking like chili
Got Ps like the hat on the Philadelphia philles
Cock back and blow was what I was told
They try to hit me with a gun charge they thought I would fold
Instead I found treasure opened it up look at all the Gold
Legendary I'm destined for this the story is told nigga
It's Killa I know its starting to sound familiar
Flizz Gang we flizzed up starting to sound familiar
This is Grown Man shit please hide children
Put me these streets found a pound and kept building
Flizz Flizz
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Writer: Claymont Sancho
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