Like Morant (feat. 4Eva E)

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SYG KILO

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Nigga, on bro
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, I anit gon' lie too you
Nigga suck my dick, real shit
I'm adding a K to every nigga, turn me up
Tried to tell his ass you got the right one, not number two
Know I get lyrical, smoother than Dr.seuss
Nigga, who the f*ck these niggas think they is to
Tell me who I am, call me Morant, how Gus gave me the alley
You bout to get slammed, don't call me Brudda if yeen
Sleep on that couch, or floor, you ain't my fam, man
F*ck a boogie, I jumped in that water, swimming in my Timb's
Like I played corner, I set up the blitz to get you off my field
S.Y.G. we perform fasho, they know we got skills
Tank on E, I still push the gas, while watching my rear
Go ahead and leave, I let my demons wipe my tears
Tell the Jeweler I need all my diamonds shining
Don't got it yet, but they know I'ma keep grinding
Tried to give that hoe the world, but she too busy playing mind games
G-lock sing like Toosie, you get hit your mama heart ache
I'm out the window, screaming Swiss cheese, squeezing the ARP
Head high they know I'ma gangsta, keep it in my jeans
Hood supplier, I go broke again, I'll bless all the fiends
Said its beef, you want smoke with who, you know what that mean
C for civil, these niggas civilians, these niggas ain't street
Bout my brothers, I'm sliding in rentals, laying shit, too sleep
Don't gotta type, long as you watching my back and thick like letter P
I got anxiety, I'm punching hoes in they shit for moving creep
Right hand to God, I strike behind my guys
I'm out that whip focus, aiming for his eyes
Catch a nigga loafing down bad, element of surprise
Like Kilo said, f*ck the other side, we don't know them guys
When I'm clutching on my pipe, these niggas bound to die
F*ck it Jamar, stop the car, let me out the fucking ride
I'm getting low, creeping, I hit him from the fucking side
Hang out that roof, slinging iron, screaming free Kyle
Take a opp for that ride, I know it's been a while
Can't say I'm like these niggas, I got a different sense of style
Marco tried to score, got his big dumb ass fouled
Put a switch on my G19, call it a speed dial
When I aim my blick, you know I aim that shit with a smile
Smiling out that whip
Fa shit fasho
Got this bitch mad, I called her ass a Karen, her name Susan
Bitch called me nigga, should've seen her shoes
Four dollar shades straight from sheen, got me feeling soovie
If a bitch be my JT, I'll be her Uzi
Bitch shaking ass, too all my music, remember she was bougie
These niggas flagging like they got it, where you got that gucci
Dead broke, now I chase niggas down in these tight K-Subis
Ain't put in pain for none the guy's, you not my goonie
Is it me or do this beat got me real groovy
Bad bitch, say she not a ho, but she hang with Smoochies
Uncle Ruckus, I hate these niggas way more than groupies
You let another nigga hit, I don't want that coochie

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