6enie (feat. Amos Da Addict)

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Yah
Same old, same old
I still move with
Debut day owes
They those types who lose a fight
Then might just slide through
Where you lay low
Blade out like I'm Kano
One eye open 'till the halo
Take your chips by hash, potatoes
Watch the shit take shape like playdough
Don't play though
Actually rap what I do
I stay in the stu like a ladle
Back to the flats with the crew
Bout to go blue tooth
We'll cut the connect like a cable
Fact of the matter's you
Been the type get screwed
Or shackled or trapped by the label
Rappers packed in a zoo
Taking back what's due
Just to put food on the table
I
Don't have to put any effort
I'm always protected
I charge by the second
I only make moves if my pockets effected
I heard you got bars but they not as impressive
I get it
These rappers get killed in a session
Comes to the bars I'm a little obsessive
Bra I'm just rapping like this cauz the bag just came back
And its looking way more than expected
I don't even check it
My crew got a trust
Stay talking shit
But they can't do me dust
How can you chune you can do it like us?
Bra
It looks like you losing your touch
Gaai dem da pack
And they vuma da graaf
Don't f*ck around
If we know where you paak
Plus he wont see me
I move with a beanie
I pull the shit down
And it turn to a mask
Your weak rhymes don't exist when the Amo spit
Off the chain like a dog let loose when it sit
From the Wentworth yes
Where my homies be strapped
Spit like ratatat
Leave you empty laying flat
Matter fact did I say I'm from the Barracks flats
Where my homies smack you up
If your rhymes is wack
Homie back to the lab
And homie don't come back
Unless your rhymes is strapped
With toolie in fact
Now its me, see
The A-M-O G
I'm from the corner of the Barracks
Of Wentworth streets
Silvertree, Eighty-eight
Yeah that's where I'll be
If your girl wanna pull up
to just see me
I'll be standing with my O.G
Zorlie, smoking on the good weed
Thinking bout my fallen Gs homie
Fafa
Ethan
Franklin
Bassi
Big C
Johnny
It don't stop
All my homies just dropped
And I think the killing should stop
And the piece on your hip homies way hot
Imma kick it like K-dot
But remain as Amos
I'm too hot
Homies cold like a ice block
I'm sucking at the girls right spot
Now she hyped up
With her legs up
Say she only wanna kick it with the Amo
Now can you blame me?
Momma raised me from the dust up
Now I'm kicking dust up
With my middle finger right up
On my chair but I'm still living life up
And I can give a damn
Long as you understand and feel I say
Amo nigga and I'm on my damn way
With a lyric A.K
Aim, shoot homie you should pray
Six feet deep is where you gon' lay

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