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in peace
I just wanna be free
Free from all the toxicity I see in these streets
G this shit aint fa me
In this city of beef
I ride around on my ones

Questa non è musica, è un drive-by, salti in aria ora
Non è Duty nè FarCry, a chi spari? la tua ombra
Siete stupidi hype-guys e a chi dai la colpa?

attention, 5G Wi-FI fibre cause you know we got connection

Baby girl we gettin' that connection like it's Bluetooth
I've been gettin' money, everything I do

the stage, the hoes couldn't act right
Grey Goose had them hoes feeling awesome
Got head cause she knew I knew problems
And when G copped that 1.7, we was up

ask yourself was the red flags visible
Or better yet did you turn a blind eye
Or take a L like a G And make a LLC
I'm aging like fine wine tell me what

a lot
Nothing can faze me
God is great, everyday is getting better
Rocking my sweater, I'm G like the 7th letter

We conquered, we came
We just surviving

King matt is here
Ride on my brother
I they with you seven hundred
I'm a peace peaceful soldier
I'm a peace peaceful soldier
I'm a peace peaceful soldier

to that G-Code
Game bangin', drug dealing im a villain , fuck the hero
I'm a seven-time convicted felon , prayin' don't get Rico

Quick to knock at your

at daddies pushing prams.
Convinced of a back story.
Probably his one day of the week, he'll drop him off by 7 and text his side chick.
How I can’t smile

you color jew
You don't really know me
You don't really know me
I be bam number seven no be eight
When I come all these (motherf**k)hate
Never start all

come
Should've arrived if we go by the shit I've done
but still I rise
bet you can see in my eyes I'm focused on the fucking prize
Ten toes in the mud

the arc
One too many mourners, third world war
4D, 5G, six feet or more
Seven horn-loaded beam-forming tweeters
I fear our obsession with best may defeat us

Drive-by
South Side Music, isto é South Side
Queres beef, eu trago shooters tipo Kawai
papo reto, sem rodeio, no lie

Tentaram duvidar, but i don't know why

a lil' 16, I got yo bag
I pull up, I ride in a blunt
G19, it came with a red beam
Fell in love with money, I sip red lean
Yeah, man that nigga talkin'

was a 94 tarus 

Mid or the loud shyt you act like it's a choice/

Full force cause "this punk mutha fucka throwin shit at us"/

cnd my new g pen is

outta 5 my rate on the stems
Hate on the day that 6ix doesn't trend
Want a 7 or 8 but you don't wanna spend
no time on a nine with a fucked up head
My

you ask me
Yeah, okay
Fuck em, how dare you treat me like a rookie
I'm only 5'7 so they tend to overlook me
Lucky I'm the four and leave clover in

like fuck a deal
Keepin' it G We in this shit for real, yeah

Ain't have no handouts, stay true to myself, made a way
She want me to be ha hero, but I

pussy, let's see what you bout
Making plays, different states but I'm from the town
Feeling blessed, lucky number seven I'm Jaylen Brown
Thousand dollar

Welcome to the koala tape by Young Deshi
Every beat was created on Young Deshi's iPhone
Most prolific, contract killa with no provision
But my tape

he the G.O.A.T, y'all aneno, y'all just catching up
Try again, not with me
Kick in doors round here, ransacked
Dying poor wasn't in the plan
It was

Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies
They pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have

词Lyrics：Loong-G 龍吉/姚御正Zed
曲Music：姚御正Zed
编曲Arranger：7OP
制作人Produced by ：蒋雪儿Snow.J/姚御正Zed
OP/SP ：青风音乐Cheerful Music
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script I don't follow no man nigga I'm on my own dick I keep it g with everybody that I meet I don't shake to many hands most these niggas Yee Yee all