WE BACK (feat. FLAKO BILLZ)

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IZZY PE$o$

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Im gonna body whoeva
Testing da set
got put on a sweater
I'm gonna put up the pressure
Tell me I'm lying
No use In tryin
bringing the heat any weather
I did what I did for the betta
Ima keep palming this bread like a tella
Not there for the ride nigga so I dead ha

All pride to the side
You gettin left
Not there for the ride

F*ck competition
In for the win
I started da mission

Shit not a game
Not one of dem niggas
That's in for da fame

Shawty she on me can't fw a lame
We started rapping n everything changed

Own motivation I guess I'm ta blame
Yeah
They said they ain't see us
Time started flyin they feenin for us
But I do dis for fun always trust inda gut

Niggas be hatin n bitches be fakin
But think I won't say it like bitch is you dumb

See thru da pain nigga wealth ova fame Nigga
Gotta stay sturdy man It's rule of thumb

Gang Gang yea we back
Movin w flak masked up
Keep it tac like
Yeah yeah yeah move back
Stepped in da room
Calm drip no cap like
But she wanna up da Barretta I told ha she Fine but she gotta move Cleva
No cap if I'm in for the dub then this musics Foreva
She getting tipsy where she from
Like bullets gon rip through his bun
Im tryna click on his top make en run
Oh he want smoke throw em ina blunt
On 50 so don't tryna front
Where his bro they sent him 2 da sun
Rundown gang chase em til he done
We really on point tryna catch a mon

We really on go we he at
Tryna knock off his off his kufi and cap
Nigga  died w a pole on his lap
He bitch tryn eat up da guys ina trap
Like I'm tryna beat up the cat
Like i'm on they block movin tact w da strap

Them Niggas kids allem niggas bitches
On they block hop out i keep on moving hot
Oh he want smoke beat em til he drop
Yo mellz he lacking right there by the spot
Lil nigga dissin alot but never gon say what We did on dat block
Oh he movin slimey we wipin his snot
Like come knuckle up gaf what you got

Opp niggas dissin tryna start sum
Like i gotta dead opp up in my blunt
Take her shoppin get her what she want

Creep thru back on bro i got da front
She a rock tryna get me rump
Like She getting naughty feelin ona mon
Like She tryna teach me alla her thotty Stunts
Roll a opp make sure it gotta punch

Im outside buggin w a knock
Off a  bean but pass me da wok
If he jacking da shh ina box
Where he go he ducking his top
Aii bet she just sent the drop
Beat her back til she tell me stop
Ona wheel dashing from da cops
Pop me a bean got me movin hot
Don't  get shot hanging w da opps
She getting neak tryn ride on top
Like i'm i'm tryna flock til he drop
Add alil toe but don't add a lot
Oh my god what happen to
Go like i'm tryna flock til he drop
I hope i see them again

Im gonna body whoeva
Testing da set
Got put on a sweater
I'm gonna put up the pressure
Tell me I'm lying
No use In tryin
bringing the heat any weather
I did what I did for the betta
Ima keep palming this bread like a tella
Not there for the ride nigga so I dead ha

All pride to the side
You gettin left
Not there for the ride

F*ck competition
In for the win
I started da mission

Shit not a game
Not one of dem niggas
That's in for da fame

Shawty she on me can't fw a lame
We started rapping n everything changed

Own motivation I guess I'm ta blame

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